Social experiments gone horribly, horribly awry

I really need to find some way of getting my nostalgia gland unmired from the 1990's. I followed a link to a link to a link to a year-old slideshow ranking all 27 then-extant seasons (?!) of The Real World, and now I'm sitting here twitching like a live-birthed fawn because I so desperately want a copy of seasons 1 through 6 right flipping now before I explode in a cloud of MTV-colored viscera. (That'd be New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, London, Miami and Boston, in that order. And yes, from memory.) I mean, sure, I know The Real World led to Survivor and Survivor led to Big Brother and Big Brother will lead to the Apocalypse, but we didn't know that back then. I'm not even sure how the show managed to lodge itself in my consciousness to that degree, but lo, it did. And now, want. Covet. Gah.

For the record, the ranking gave six of the top nine slots to those six episodes, with San Francisco in the #1 spot. WHICH IS THE CORRECT ANSWER.