Somewhere north of Memorial Road, a jagged city limits line maps out the edge of danger. It charts the division between tranquility and chaos. Between calm and madness.

Go too far south and you might be distracted by a flood of blinking neon. It blocks out the stars at night and frightens children during the day. It's a beacon of excess and tackiness.

Or wait — was that Las Vegas?

Well, whatever. I mean, Oklahoma City and Las Vegas are pretty much the same city. The only difference is the time zone.