Amine was 17 when his brother's badly burned body was recovered from the boot of a torched car.
"My brother unfortunately fell into drugs early," he says, his face impassive as he glances up at the scruffy high-rise flats that surround us.
We sit, talking about his brother, who had trafficked drugs before his murder, in one of Marseille's most notorious neighbourhoods.
Amine, now 19, grew up here on the Frais-Vallon estate, a vast and deprived social housing project in the north of the city, which is blighted by gang and drug-related violence.
Not far away, a couple of young men lounge on a wall. Drug dealers work openly here in the harsh afternoon sunlight.
Trafficking is, Amine says, a seductive choice for the children who grow up here and have little money - and even fewer prospects.
"There are no other options. There are no companies coming here and saying we'll pay you more than minimum wage… here people are supermarket cashiers or cleaners or security guards. We can't be judges, lawyers or accountants."
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