This is the very last convenience store on the planet, set in a post-apocalyptic scenario it stands alone as a place where present and future meet. It’s a site in turmoil constantly being replaced, fluctuating between not-yet and no-longer but still desiring immediacy.
Even before you enter you’re already indebted.
In this store the joys of consumption remain ambivalent, translated directly into material capitalism. Pleasure eating itself. There’s a cruelty we cannot handle and a generosity we cannot begin to digest. These are the conflicted feelings that support our shared fandom for the future, future that doesn’t owe you anything.