When I was a teen my mother lived in fear that I would get caught up in hardcore drugs and continually bombarded me with literature that went into great detail about how if I chose drugs I would end up selling my body for a joint.
To her credit, by the time I was in my late teens and had worn her down with a superior level of delinquency, her only anti-drug advice had become "Just stay with
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