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I | Drag Race
I | Drag RaceHE HAS BEGUN TO NOTICE a pattern to all their riding about Spokane. His parents revisit the same places over and over—his Uncle Shane’s painting business, for example, which is huge in comparison to his father’s, and which looks like an auto dealership with its neon signs and fleet of trucks, and his grandfather’s painting business, housed in an enormous brick building in Hillyard, a building with the words SPITZER INC. painted across the top, each letter the height of a man. They also visit a nightclub called the Pine Shed, where his uncle’s white Lincoln-Continental is often spotted, as well as a little house in Platter’s Ferry, where his mother’s first husband and young wife are said to live. Yet they do not visit these places so much as orbit them, slinking around their p
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