In the hell of the Pissevin city of Nîmes, cancerized by drug trafficking

From our special correspondent in Nîmes,

A municipal police Kangoo patrols rue Puccini, in the west of Nîmes. The artery is essential: it connects the Puech du Teil hill, a quiet village overlooked by honest residences, and the Pissevin city, soiled by abominable bars of buildings and drug trafficking. The " ocean liner ", unhealthy king of blocks with "breathtaking view of the sea on the top floor" , dominates three of his cousins ​​with an equally awful appearance. The cops' vehicle rushes into Avenue des Arts, near the Richard Wagner shopping mall, a real lung cancer in this neglected district. "Arah, there are the stups," yells in the distance a kid, 1m60 at most, perched on a narrow viaduct which overlooks the street. At the announcement of this famous warning cry, his colleagues " choufs " do not hesitate. Only a few pretend to wander in the numerous Maghrebian grocery stores with questionable hygiene. Good news for local " commerce ": this is a false

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