Healthy living

How to Be Sober

I was enrolled in a small private college in Providence, Rhode Island, where I’d lived in a dorm until the night I squeezed my mattress out through a small window and moved it into a tiny room in an almost entirely vacant flophouse. Here, the only other tenants were a drug dealer, an elderly man, and two gay Dutch sailors who’d gone AWOL together. None of us paid rent, because Viktor, the hard-partying guy whose family owned the place, enjoyed our diverse company. ….[READ]

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