“You’ve felt it,” Stranger staff writer Julianne Bell wrote. “The chilling stillness of an empty airport terminal that should be crowded with travelers. A long school hallway, after hours and framed by seemingly endless rows of lockers for students who may or may not exist. Neon signs flickering inside a dark, abandoned mall, painting soft streaks of light across the floors for no one.”
“Seattle is rich with these liminal spaces. Our underground tunnels. Our overgrown, brutalist architecture. Our blue-gray light. You can read Bell’s full essay here, or experience them for yourself below, in this video essay by Stranger photo director Billie Winter.