The World Cup final in our neighborhood

One of the reasons Flame-Haired Angel and I love living in our little neighborhood in Paris is that it has the intimate feel of a village within the city. Tonight, watching the final of La Coupe du Monde, is no exception. Below, the scene at our local, neighborhood bar, it's doors and windows open onto the street, and so much of the neighborhood gathered to watch, together. Gotta scoot. I'm blogging this at half-time -- France and Italy tied at 1 all -- and we've gotta get back! ..