" I saw the Drunken Tree all over L.A., but here it wasn’t a tree, it was a shrub. I took clippings and put them in a plastic bag. I took the clippings to the library and in the biology section Mr. Craig found a book for me that had drawings and a small entry. I discovered it was a less poisonous type than the one Mamá had in our garden in Bogotá. The shrub all over L.A. was called Datura arborea, and it was sometimes used for recreational hallucination, though some kids died from the poison. There was an entry on Brugmansia arborea alba, the Drunken Tree from our garden in Bogotá. The entry said indigenous people called the tree The Breath of the Devil because when you were exposed to it, it snatched away your soul and you became a shell of a person. "

― Ingrid Rojas Contreras , Fruit of the Drunken Tree