For a mime, Julithe Garrett isn’t very quiet. His voice is loud but non-threatening, with a cheerful sing-song quality. “Alright, alright, let me go around and give high fives to all of you,” Garrett ...

Dressed head to toe in black, the greaser struts in with a cardboard boombox, pausing to run his hand across his slicked-back hair. As a song crackles to life from the room’s actual speakers, Dillon ...