081313 #copperhead But now we're walking, a couple of reedy rats in an anonymous old downtown. These little towns all look so familiar. All so endearingly square, with just a touch of the sinister lurking beneath perception, just enough to keep them from devolving into quaint. I always wonder what it looks like and sounds like inside the heads of the people who actually live here. Are there any young people here? How do they live? Where do they work? They can't all work at this diner, whose bells clatter and clang as we open the door and face the cool, quiet not-unfriendliness within.