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5 Lessons Learned When I Became a Weed Dealer
Insights I can share with you from my experiences of trying to become a drug lord
Some background.
The year was 2011
I remember it as clear as an azure sky of deepest summer. ( A Clockwork Orange)
I had just flunked a year of medical school.
Devastated by failure, I did what any twenty-something would do
I started dealing drugs, more specifically, hashish and weed.
It began with a girl, let's call her Eve, telling me she wished she could get high but didn't want to inhale any of that lung-busting smoke.
I whipped up some edibles for her and her friends.
To be precise, I had my cook do it; I didn't know much about cooking back in the day.
They were brownies filled with cannabis oil we were able to extract (this part was all me) from some hashish I had stored at home. Weed wasn't as common in Karachi then. More on that later.
Eve was told not to eat more than one brownie at a time since she was a beginner. Unfortunately, she and her friends did not listen to these instructions and ended up in the ER, thinking they were dying after going through what could only be…
