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"I got the five hundred," Marcus said, nodding toward a silver Chevy. "And I need something that won't die on I-270."

A man in a Buckeyes windbreaker named Sal met him before the car door even clicked shut. Sal didn't ask about Marcus’s credit score; he didn't need to. He asked where Marcus worked and if he had five hundred dollars in his pocket. columbus buy here pay here lots

An hour later, Marcus walked out with a set of keys and a stack of carbon-copy receipts. As he pulled out onto the Columbus asphalt, the engine purred—a fragile, expensive lifeline to his next paycheck. He knew the interest was sky-high and the car was worth half what he'd pay, but as he accelerated toward the highway, he was finally moving forward. "I got the five hundred," Marcus said, nodding