Blanchisserie de France plot
The plaster is peeling off the walls and his sweater hangs loosely around his old body, but the quality and beauty of the clothes, which the nearly ninety-year-old Frenchman delivers to his own launderette, are still immaculate. Excellent. He thinks so too. Tirelessly, the elderly man squeezes creases into trousers and gets rid of baskets full of uniforms, using one washing machine and one spin dryer in his shop on a backstreet in Nice. He is becoming a rarity; around him one laundromat after another closes its doors. Jean-François remains loyal to his customers and she to him.