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“If I had 135 euros each time someone was pissing out of my house, I would have left for Seychelles!” »»

After five days of frenzied feria, it is time for dismantling the infrastructure but especially for cleaning streets, doorstep and other windows. The smell of incivility is unbearable to say the least. Residents and traders, all of them employ the big means

Jet of water in hand, Dominique tries to erase the traces of urine from his portal. “It must be said that there has been a lot of crowds,” concedes this resident of avenue Paul-Doumer. I clean a little while waiting for the passage of the city’s technical services. »»

Urine smells can lift the heart. Unbearable … Some people use the big means. In front of the Campus bookstore, Patricia and her husband disseminate bleach on all the areas of their establishment, including on urban furniture. “I put it wherever it smells bad. For 8 hours, the couple has been working to reopen their trade the next day.

Like them, Christine hurries to welcome her customers decently. “I just threw a bucket of water,” says the manager of the Bordevieille house. When I arrived this morning, I apprehended but frankly I expected worse. »Only a few pipis …” Last year, I had vomit to the top of the window, “she recalls.

“Everything is ransacked”

On the outskirts of the Arena Park, at the residence of the ramparts, the inhabitants were less likely. Urine, vomit, detritus and even excrement litter the soil. “Everything is ransacked, it’s horrible,” shares Véronique, cloth in hand. The scent of these five days of holidays are not about to go. “Even my neighbor of the fourth feels them,” she exclaims.

The trash litter the ground in the city of Dax.


The trash litter the ground in the city of Dax.

Camille Juanicotena

For this dacquoise, the holidays are yes, but the disrespect is no. “If I had 135 euros each time someone was pissing out of my house, I would have left for Seychelles!” Despite stormy exchanges with the festayres, she couldn’t do anything. The inhabitants of the ground floor ended up leaving, she tells us. “They could no longer open their windows. »»

Like Véronique, some denounce impertinent behaviors like at the Mama Cucini restaurant. “They throw everything and it triggers fights,” says Thierry passing the Karcher. Everyone is impatiently awaiting the passage of city agents to put everything in order.

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