This used to be my old neighborhood Rite Aid, ahh the memories! I remember one old woman stopping me at the door and bitching me out because she thought she saw me toss a cigarette butt into the parking lot. I remember cominging in here to buy emergency deodorant and stuff when Bangor International Airport lost my luggage one day and I was stranded with nothing but the clothes on my back and the chonies on my ass. I also remember all the times stopping by here on the way to a party to pick up ice and beer… and all those mornings after, schlepping my sorry haggard carcass across the threshold in desperate search of Advil and Smartwater. On a serious note, the location here is great — right on State Street before the road forks, easy to get to in all directions. Incredibly well stocked and clean inside, despite all the haggard drunks and imaginary cigarette-butt-tossers who frequent the area(Uhh, I don’t even smoke, wtf)… :)