There is also not a lot to do if you are one of those folks. Brooklyn was an eye opener for me, reminding me how much fun I could have. Reminding me that some cities allow you to go out after ten o'clock at night. Reminding me what it was like to be around a bunch of other folks my age who talked about something aside from their gardens. Not that I'm miserable here, and not that my friends aren't cool as shit, but my social circle is shrinking, not growing.
People move away, or get married, or whatever.
There is no way to meet new people. Jay Mones and I had a blast, and we talked about New York, and Providence. He wanted to get out of New York because it was too expensive, and I thought it would be fun to live with him again since he is by far the best roommate I have ever had. Jay decided to move up to Providence, but one day here looking for work made him realize he couldn't take a step back like this. Providence is too small, too provincial, too segregated, and everything closes too damned early.