By Daniel Fienberg Chief Television Critic Following in the esoteric footsteps of the folk singing espionage of Amazon’s Patriot, the noir musical puppetry of AMC+’s Ultra City Smiths and whatever mysterious cult-y thing was happening in MGM+’s (then-Epix’s) Perpetual Grace, LTD, HBO’s DTF St. Louis is probably creator Steven Conrad‘s most accessible and easily describable television project to date. The tricky part, though, is that the series I’m about to describe for you isn’t the series that DTF St. Louis actually is — which will probably tick off the viewers who’ve watched the trailer and tuned in for something tawdry and outrageous, and leave out the viewers who would respond well to the truly odd, but also emotionally raw suburban melodrama it seems to be by midseason. And the problem with that is that critics have been sent only four out of seven episodes and, as much as I hate the hoary cliché, there are absolutely two wolves inside of DTF St. Louis.…