Walking in here will make you feel like you’ve crossed into another dimension, one in which both time and logic ceases and thousands of years of human advancement towards what is considered civilized behavior is suddenly negated for no apparent reason whatsoever.
You’re greeted by a cop as you walk in and that sets the tone for the type of ride that you’ve unknowingly been in line for since you egressed from your mother’s womb: the world is unstable and this place reeks of crack smoke and decades of failed domestic policies.
All CVS’s are, by default, limited to one star. The lines take forever, everything is overpriced, the CVS card and brand of products are terrible, and the goods and provisions offered are always peculiar.
This store, however, is a social sciences experiment and is brilliant as such. I avoid this place with all of my heart, yet my mind is sadistically drawn here to catch a chaotic glimpse of how close humanity toes a line protecting us from madness.
Is it really that bad?