Yesterday afternoon, I watched the little boy at the lower right negotiate with his mother from all the way across the square. They would walk a few steps, then stop and quietly speak to each other. From the boy’s calm pointing, it was clear that the goal of the negotiation was a ride on the merry-go-round located on the large square between the Rue Felix Faure and La Pantiero in Cannes. While he was very serious (it was, after all, his ride that was at stake), his mother was smiling and visibly enjoying her son’s gentle insistence. I was therefore not surprised that she finally handed him the necessary coins; I managed to take the picture as he stared at her, still incredulous that he had won. Moments later, he was running towards the carousel with a gleeful smile.