If you're not at least putting some thought into the question, "Who is the Yellow King?," it means you haven't watched a single episode of True Detective, because there's just no way you could've started watching and just dropped off. It's the best show on TV right now--the one in which the guy who just won one that big Oscar plays the main character. It's highly addictive, with quality acting and incredible writing. So I'll be nice and give you a "spoiler" warning, because I'm about to offer my theory of who will emerge as the central bad guy on Sunday's season finale. Spoiler alert...
The streets were empty. It was a late night, and a young black boy strolled casually down the middle of the lanes, walking and weaving in and out of solid black stripes painted over golden asphalt as he dribbled a fully inflated basketball. The mood was grim. If you didn't know it was Heaven, you would swear it was Florida.
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