Although I wouldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole, I have a friend whom I'll just say is an addict.
First of all, he makes more money than anyone I've ever met by selling blood and sperm at different clinics all over this big city.
Plus he has about a dozen identities so no use in revealing the name that I know him by.
But he patrols town in pretty risky areas, looking for passed-out drunks and milks them dry.
One of these days, there'll be about 300-400 babies born crying off-key like crazy.