I was waiting for the “victim”, that would enter the illuminated part of the street. Everybody seemed to prefer the side in the shadow. I was waiting. Then group of american tourists and their guide surrounded me while I was waiting there. Then one man told me I must be very patient person. Very crowded place.
These backyards were usually locked up and unaccesible. I was glad that the gate leading from busy street was open. And I was also glad nobody was around, because my “sorry, I don’t speak French” would not sound very eloquent.