In Apatou, Guyana, Jean-Luc Mélenchon, black sunglasses on his nose, sails among the canoes.
Lifejacket on his back, he casts his gaze away from the miners' camps and denounces the mercury pollution of the river.
Once on the ground, in a campou, these small hamlets only accessible by boat, he talks about the roots of peanuts.
“Scratch a little, you'll find some,” he says, before going to pay his respects to an Amerindian chief, not far from Saint Laurent du Maroni.
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