On the side streets the newspaper still arrives before the shopkeeper. It comes rolled, not folded, and it goes where the carrier can reach without stopping: through a handle, behind a grille, under a bolt.
A delivery with no one to receive it
The paper waits for an hour or two in the morning air. Nobody takes it. On most streets that is simply understood; the roll in the handle is a sign that the shop has a regular order and will open soon.
The rolled paper is the first thing to open the shop, and it does so without a key.
By nine the door opens, the paper is flattened on the counter, and the rolled crease stays in it for the rest of the day.