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03/18/2013

From time immemorial every anvil-hearted pawnbroker has known that turnaround's the name of the game. Too many loans made on ten year old boom boxes and not enough of Granny's conflict diamonds can spell a hockshop packed floor to ceiling with an unsalable strata of tchotchkes and doorstops.

No going concern in the business of making loans and selling the collateral can afford a proprietor with a soft spot for the red-eyed single mom with only a battered iPod 3 between her and the street, or the middle-aged sad sack who's finally realized that his hundred buck sunburst Stratocaster knockoff's never going to get him off the forklift and out to Topanga.

Pepperpot, born into desperate times but with a magnetism for pricey presents in tiny boxes from a clamor of hopeful swells, would have known her local pawnbroker well, 'cause while brooches and bracelets were nice every flapper worth her salt knew it was much nicer to make the rent.

Let's just hope that Shuster's boss never found out what he got up to during the night shift.

Kel

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