You walk in, and the first thing you notice is the smell: old cat urine and feces. If you don't immediately head for the exit, you take a look in the tanks. Fish in various stages of starvation, gulping distress, or disease are the norm. One large tank had a floater of indeterminable species that looked as if it had been there for several days, with the living fish left in the tank picking hungrily at the corpse. Prices are extremely high, but you'd almost want to pay them just to rescue fish from these deplorable conditions. Almost. A devestatingly sad store.
me_fishguy 12:34:28 6/13/2006