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The Moment When I Realized I Had to Get Sober

I probably started drinking around the time my friends and I were getting our driver’s licenses. At the time, I could not handle the taste of beer.

Since I did not like beer, my friends and I would drive in his purple MG convertible to the poorer part of town where we could shoulder “bum wine.” We would give him a few extra dollars for the cheap, sweet wine.

One weekend after getting the wine, we were driving back to meet our friends, but a police officer stopped us. We tried putting the cheap wine under the seat, but he already knew.

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