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The first time that I took a drink was at a cousin’s wedding, I remember it the way “normal” people remember a first kiss or other similarly acceptable milestones in life. I must have been around 13 or 14 at the time and one of my older brothers decided that it would do no harm for me to join them drinking tequila because it was a wedding in England and tequila is clearly as good a first drink as any for a teenager.

It didn’t take long for my intuition to clock onto the fact that I might not have…


Ryan Ewer

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