In Providence, before I caught the agoraphobia and the social anxiety became acute again; When I would go out to the newest, hippest place where the peers I came up with were hanging, me and my friends that I was out with would play the game of: "find someone in this room whom you haven't slept with. YET." It was a hard game to win. Sometimes you'd think you found someone that you just knew you never would have slept with in a million years...But your friends would be there to tell a guy: Oh, you don't remember. That was the night that someone gave you a roofie and you thought it was klonopin...

Needless to say, Providence is very small and very incestuous.