Maspeth Supermarket Inc

The torn advertisement banners showcasing Free Rides to the Casinos brought to you by Red Express, peeling I Heart Big Cans stick-​ons and those horrible pizza sized triangular grand opening flags kinda tell ya a lot about what’s going on inside as – it did me.
Picture a 99 cent store with post apocalyptic provisions, including Dinty Moore and similar canned goods showcased upon shelf space that was incredibly abundant within each isle.
Consider polar opposite of 1980’s USSR — -, they had items for sale, but nobody had and money to purchase the goods they wanted.
Opposite being, there’s no immediate items that warrant purchase consideration, — truthfully I should have walked the aisles more slowly to make such a sweeping generalization.
And interesting bouquet of musical dycotomy permeated the air. Gangsta rap being spun by an ATM, Indian music humming from the old mini system by the dilapidated deli department. But for a brief moment as I was audio sandwiched smack dab in between, I liked it.
A road sodas in tow, I engaged the owner in light banter which really left me wondering just how delusional people can get after time. Poor guy was not at all understanding as to why folks aren’t flocking in — in droves.