Typical, seedy check-cashing place: bloated fees, lotto tickets and cigarettes everywhere, strong…read moresmell of smoke. The guy at the counter, ominously behind glass going all the way up to the ceiling, talked to me like I was nothing. I went to hand him my debit card to pay for my purchase, but he just abruptly said "no" and not another word to me after that. How about "I'm sorry, we don't accept debit" instead? The thing is they do, the sign was on the door, they just want to have it both ways, and i guess my purchase wasn't worth the transaction fee to them. Awful.