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<p>One major reason why I don’t enjoy the stereotypical frat/sorority parties beyond free food/drinks nor “experimenting” with drugs is precisely because of formative experiences from my old NYC neighborhood in the 1980’s. </p>
<p>Growing up with homeless drunks/drug addicts and crack vials/needles being a fixture in parts of one’s neighborhood, having to attend an elementary school classmate’s funeral because he was caught in a crossfire between two rival drug gangs on his way home from junior high, and seeing dozens of older elementary/junior high classmates dropout/end up in prison because they turned to drugs/drink really takes the allure out of getting drunk or high fast.</p>