The Wear and Tear of Static Things: A Neo-Western Anatomy of a Modern American Block
CHAPTER 1: THE WEIGHT OF THE COLD COUNTER “Step back from the tray, son.” The words didn’t travel far. They were heavy, flat, and lacked the performative volume of a man looking for an audience. They belonged to the desaturated afternoon heat of the market, where the smell of burnt grease and old iron sat…