I lived in Atlanta for several years and walked around downtown. I don’t really recall any dark alleys there. I lived between D.C. and Baltimore for several years, and spent significant time in each, and don’t really remember any alleys there, either, unless you count the ones behind people’s row homes for parking pad access.
It was an odd experience. Folks made pilgrimages down to pay homage to Elvis. There were Elvis impersonators elsewhere you turned. It was really fun to be caught in the middle of everything, it was definitely an unexpected suprise.