Marie is a beautiful peony flower, blooming in the spring sun. Plainbrooke is the dirtied boot that crushes her in an instant.
Most of Plainbrooke's population is comprised of families on roadtrips stopping by for a meal, then leaving the next day. All of the locals who are unlucky enough to be there long-term gaslight themselves into thinking it's the best place on earth, because no other town is quite as echo-y as the hate-filled echo chamber that is Plainbrooke. In other words, no other place is in a shared psychosis like they are.