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The players of pétanque normally consist of older French men. Dressed not much different than the players of the past. Buttoned-up shirts which are normally tucked into beige slacks, some still sport a newsboy type cap, white hair usually adds to the charm, and every now and again a fellow can be found holding a Pastis. It's a rather charming notion imagining these older men figuring out a time and place to meet to play some pétanque. Though it's a game more associated with provençal living, I sometimes come across a series of little matches occurring in Paris. Usuallly in parks with dirt squares. Whenever I discover these little gatherings I can't help but pause, linger and imagine myself in a different era.