June has been living rough. Her truck has been doubling as her home for a little too long. Her hopes extinguished by the city of broken dreams. She lives to please no-one, outside of the oppressive male-gaze. She just wants to sweat a little bit.
Martha, an Indigenous woman, works tirelessly in a laundromat, until the monotonous routine is interrupted by a mysterious visitor who reminds her of the life she left behind.
Three disillusioned outcasts meet in a laundromat. A punk who's lost his pills, a freshly-kicked-out-of-home youth, and a girl obsessed with vampires. What could go wrong?
When is a laundromat more than a laundromat? How about when it's a bar? Or a venue for the best underground hardcore music in the city? Or when it's a home for a group of outsiders who are proud to not fit in. How about when it's all of that and more? Dirty Dungarees is the unexpected hub of the...
Matar Dia, from Senegal, is now a mediation agent in an asylum center in Paris. He loves to draw, that’s why he painted the walls of the laundromat where he works. He tells us about his story and some of the residents’ as he shows us his art.