The Magic of Plastivoj

One day I had the most, I wish I'd been able to film. It was just, it was amazing. In Plastivoj there were loads of dog poos all around and somebody had put a little French flag in every single dog poo. And this poor motor cot driver had to go and use his own hands to pick out every flag on a cocktail stick from each of these poos before he could suck them up. He thought that was just the most quintessential Parisian moment when you live here. But be careful where you walk. Because there might be a dog poo on the floor just. Yeah.