When I arrived, I noticed four youngsters, approximately aged 15-17, consuming alcohol and drugs. One of them lay unconscious on the ground, two were drinking wine against the wall, and the last one, apparently the customer, greeted me, saying, "Hello sir, thank you for the delivery." He spoke with a drunken slur, "Here's the tip for ya, enjoy your life, buddy!"Surprisingly, he handed me a thousand dollars as a tip. Although it wasn't my concern, I couldn't help but wonder why intoxicated individuals would want to order food in such a place. It was all new to me. Regardless, I declined the money and began heading back to the restaurant. Suddenly, an old man intercepted me."You bastard! You're the one who ruined my child's life," he exclaimed.Perplexed, I responded, "What do you mean, sir? I just came here to deliver the meal.""Meal, you say?" The old man approached me, shouting, "So those cocaine are now a meal for you!" He punched me in the face.Stammering, I tried to explain, "
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