This boy, named Colin, stands at the center of the Sucher & Sons Star Wars store (is he one of the sons?) like somebody frozen at the lip of a black hole just before disappearing. This photograph was taken in Aberdeen, after all: all past, no future. The place from which Kurt Cobain made his escape. Another disappearing Northwest town that was once all sawmills and whorehouses and saloons and gambling joints—even an aborted nuclear plant. Colin is frozen here so that a moment can be taken to ask: Where is this kid going?