- Jan 22, 2001
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Yeah, a pawn shop.
One that I have grown to associate with feelings of disgust.
Yet I still like it, because I dislike it, and this makes me not like it even more.
In the late 80's early 90's there was a lot of crime around my neighborhood, and our house was broken into 4+ times. My dad had a chainsaw stolen and the police found it at this pawn shop. My dad couldn't get it back without going to court. He couldn't afford to take off from work to do all the court stuff so he just left the saw there.
I also had a horrible time keeping my bike back then. I was like 10 - 13 or so during these yrs. I had this one huffy bike that was stolen 3 times! It would always end up in the same place. Down by the police station. Right near --> The pawn shop.
The whole area of that part of town puts me in a bad mood, i have a serious distrust being around the police station.
I remember going to this place once. I was 10 or 11. I forget why my dad wanted to go there, we were either looking for some of our stolen goods, or we were looking for coins (i was into coin collecting). While there the guy behind the counter would keep leaving to the back room. He was saying strange things, and acting really odd.
The pawn shop has a comercial that it runs late at night. I thought I would post some screen shots. Pictures are worth a lot in words.
The outside
The inside
Just wanted to share, for some reason.
One that I have grown to associate with feelings of disgust.
Yet I still like it, because I dislike it, and this makes me not like it even more.
In the late 80's early 90's there was a lot of crime around my neighborhood, and our house was broken into 4+ times. My dad had a chainsaw stolen and the police found it at this pawn shop. My dad couldn't get it back without going to court. He couldn't afford to take off from work to do all the court stuff so he just left the saw there.
I also had a horrible time keeping my bike back then. I was like 10 - 13 or so during these yrs. I had this one huffy bike that was stolen 3 times! It would always end up in the same place. Down by the police station. Right near --> The pawn shop.
The whole area of that part of town puts me in a bad mood, i have a serious distrust being around the police station.
I remember going to this place once. I was 10 or 11. I forget why my dad wanted to go there, we were either looking for some of our stolen goods, or we were looking for coins (i was into coin collecting). While there the guy behind the counter would keep leaving to the back room. He was saying strange things, and acting really odd.
The pawn shop has a comercial that it runs late at night. I thought I would post some screen shots. Pictures are worth a lot in words.
The outside
The inside
Just wanted to share, for some reason.
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