This afternoon, I walked across the Place Bermond and past our local drugstore, or pharmacy, as I should probably call it. There are tons of pharmacies in France; in town, one is rarely more than a five minute walk from one. Their role is to dispense prescription drugs, but they sell other items, such as beauty supplies, over-the-counter drugs, herbal and aromatherapy products, and so forth. Contrary to what we know from the States, this is not just a five and dime with a prescription drug counter; the accent really is on medicine. Incidentally, the sign “ouverture non-stop” only means that the place is open over lunch, not that it does business 24 hours a day. Like most stores, the pharmacy closes in the evening; for emergencies, there is a condom dispenser mounted outside.