Every day I see flyers stuck under windshield wipers in cars parked along the street. I don't know why, but I've been collecting them for over a year now. A slice of Paris life.
I have no knowledge of or vested interest in the establishments advertised in these flyers.

... in the spots that you want.
Bikini season is on the horizon.

Of course, "S'il te plait, dessine-moi un mouton..." is a classic line from
Le Petit Prince.