In trash-lined neighborhoods you can find them. The dreaded, inevitable pawn shop. They wreak of pollution in and out. I am not too proud to say I have visited and pawned personal belongings at such a place. But then again there are not too many people out there that cannot comprehend the mind while in a rough spot. Ok, maybe it wasn't the hood pawn shop, maybe it was an Ebay sale. Perhaps it was an under-handed transaction. Life does have its rough spots.