GR translation: thrust away into twilights of moss and crumbling colony

[Mike Jing]

V471.21-29   Her look now—this deepening arrest—has already broken
Slothrop’s seeing heart: has broken and broken, that same look swung as he
drove by, thrust away into twilights of moss and crumbling colony, of
skinny clouded-cylinder gas pumps, of tin Moxie signs gentian and
bittersweet as the taste they were there to hustle on the weathered sides
of barns, looked for how many Last Times up in the rearview mirror, all of
them too far inside metal and combustion, allowing the days’ targets more
reality than anything that might come up by surprise, by Murphy’s Law,
where the salvation could be. . . .

What does "crumbling colony" refer to exactly?
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