If you go to any small Sicilian town or village on a warm day, you will always find some old fellas playing cards, sometimes under a tree, in the village square or even wedged between some fishing boats. Sometimes they bring their own chairs, often they bring just a bit of cardboard to sit a the wall with. I have never seen any money exchanging hands, so it can only be for fun!
The man in the cap I'm sure I've drawn before in a bigger coloured pencil piece from last year, so he must be a 'regular'. (He's the one with his back to us).