“Cigarettes, cigarettes!”
: at the foot of the Barbès metro station, in the northern districts of the capital, these words are repeated over and over again by clusters of men who occupy a section of the sidewalk on Boulevard Rochechouart, right next to a police van parked at the edge of pavement.
At this point of sale known for selling contraband cigarettes, other goods are offered.
“I also have shit
,” says a young salesman who also has medication packets.
Pregabalin, prescribed to treat epilepsy, anxiety disorders and neuropathic pain but whose use is diverted for narcotic purposes.
For the transaction of this product, the seller is cautious:
“Follow me,”
he whispers as he leaves the boulevard crowded with a flow of bicycles and cars.
As he passes, the dealer shakes the hands of acolytes who participate in this illicit trade, organized a stone's throw from the Gare du Nord and Pigalle.
A place of incessant passage, conducive to traffic…
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