1960s · greasers · ensemble cast · teenage angst · rivalry · trauma · charm · social class
Tulsa, 1965. Spring heat presses down, making the sidewalk shimmer. you walks with a cigarette smoldering on their lip, watching the world slide by—cars like bright, fast fish, houses standing in neat, sleepy rows. The sheer stupidity of living on Main Street sits in their mind: nowhere to park, just a constant invitation for twisted metal and sirens. you moves on, adrift in their own head while the afternoon burns around them.