Curiously, the store itself is below ground. The front of the store is given over to the long sloping escalators, and the rear of the store has the checkouts. The second floor has the parking.
Compare with the store I've been going to, which you can't miss (but probably should).
Big sign, not a great store.
Last night's find had a great selection of basically everything one might need. I found a decent "no additive" detergent, for instance. Also, some nice green onion unlike the withered 3mm gauge stuff I've been eating from my local shop. And a type of ice cream snack that Mari and I used to eat: designed like a fake slice of watermelon.
In the end, they've decided not to do a "hard lock-down" after all. 🙄
Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.
—Sigmund Freud