This is, bar none, the filthiest grocery store I have ever seen in my life. The floors are literally covered in garbage and tonight I watched staff sweep a bunch of it into a giant, leaking pile and leave it there. The staff is uniformly miserable, but I can't even fault them for it because they live a waking nightmare in a malodorous sea of sour milk and old man armpit stank. Lines stretch on forever while hordes of ancient coupon ladies become apoplectic over mere nickels. Produce literally rots on the shelves. Egg yolks drip down the side of a mountain of crushed cartons and coagulate on the floor. Random transients wander and in and start wailing gibberish. My friends, this place is truly terrible and I do not recommend it unless you are nearing destitution. However, I do draw some comfort from the fact that when the inevitable nuclear holocaust comes, I will have plenty of practice foraging for food in a dystopian hellscape. Thanks, Cosimo's!