I must confess I'd be unable to do something like what you just did ! I don't have such a big mouth, and wouldn't like to confront premies this way.

Paris is not such a big city, and I've met dozens of premies here and there in the street or in the underground in the past years. Some avoided me carefully (too funny in one instance, we were almost going to meet head on, and when she realized that was me, she started walking like crab to avoid me ! - I already knew that persone 3 or 4 years before receing k - that was totally pathetic), some didn't avoid me, and we usually had some interesting conversations.

I always had that same feeling: these people I knew and I used to see as brilliant whilst I was involved, actually looked completely dull, miserable and pathetic, really. And I was feeling really so sad and sorry for them. Too sad to see such nice people in such a state of addiction.