“J’ai envie de dormir, moi! C’est la poubelle qui va me commander!”
- A spunky, red-faced, street-dwelling woman along the Canal St. Martin who found her bonheur thrown out in someone else’s trash. She shouts to her comrades, while dragging a discarded futon mattress across the street to sleep comfortably near the water.
11h31 on a sunny Wednesday.