> Two Stars

>The Burbank WalMart is a behemoth of consumerism, a vast labyrinth of plastic and steel where the soul withers and dies. I wandered its sterile corridors, searching for some scrap of humanity amidst the endless rows of merchandise. But all I found was the dull glint of metal shelves, the hum of fluorescent lights, and the dull roar of consumerism.

> I took my chances with the food court, hoping for a glimmer of salvation. But all I found was a false burrito, swaddled in tinfoil and wrapped in a lie. I looked upon it with disgust, knowing that it was a symbol of all that is wrong with this place.

> As I left the Burbank WalMart, I felt a sense of despair wash over me. I had been to the abyss, and it had left me cold and empty. I will not return to this place of soulless consumerism, and I recommend that others stay away as well.