Client Review on Don-Z Cash Pawnbroker

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Don Z Cash... the name which has been a staple in Miami since who knows when. The store used to be neon blue with yellow stripes, with the charming name in huge letters upside the building. Guitars, tv's, knick knacks and a good place to find those irreplaceable items such as the ones you had stolen and they fenced. Yes, you heard that correctly.It's gone through some changes, at first they didn't want to (they matched the old blockbusters video in the back, but were tackier) then the whole area went "urban", whatever the hell that means, and they went with that bland color they have now. (I think the City of Miami or Coral Gate had to sue them, I'm not sure.) Anyway, Don Z may sound like a chic place but it isn't. It never was. It's a throwback to the old days, and the old way of doing things. It has a shady reputation among other stores and even police. Once I mentioned the store to a jeweler out in casa del carajo, and the guy replied matter of fact: " oh, those delinquents?".That's how it goes. Known to be a good place to fence stolen goods, watches and the finest in boosted tv's by your local junkies. Here's a tip, if you're ever robbed in the vecinity, drop by here first, before you go shopping to replace your items, you may find it on a shelf.The staff is pure vomit drizzled on horse manure, with a sprinkling of sour milk for garnish. Walking, breathing, scammers and scoundrels work here. Dregs that can't get hired anywhere else (Thank God!!). This place is one of those eye sores you have to put up with because it's grandfathered in, and mostly untouchable. They are insulting, aggravating, humorless, uncouth and grotesquely uneducated... then again, so are the staff at Credit 360, now that I think about it. Nevertheless, these guys Don't even try to hide it, much less correct it.Everything is overpriced, dusty and sad. The place has that vibe like when you walk into a bail bonds office at 4am, in flip flops and jeans, fresh out of bed with tremenda nota and the drunken chills, to bail out your friend who got into a brawl at a "dancehall concert" with some Jamaican dude, when he's 48 years old and should know better but he's dating that one young girl who he has to impress because she has this tremendo par de nalgas and she reall... whoa, whoa, whoa, did I digress??! Excuse me. Yeah, bad vibes. Very bad. Creepy atmosphere. Creepy old dudes run the joint. If you ever wonder what the owner got his son for Christmas, it was probably your bike. That type of place. Tremenda basura, ahhh Miami, what a Magic City.