The trains run day and night through the center of Spokane. Elevated, you cross under them to get into the center of the town. On the south side of the tracks, there’s shelters, empty lots, and dive bars. You get the sense that this back side of the station has always been hard living and work.
In 1967, they cut Interstate 90 through Spokane, stranding three blocks between the rail line and what’s now the hospital district. Along third street, 60 foot signs rise next to the highway, towering over the fast food places, empty lots, and cheap hotels.