I went to get the film and came out without it, but in a bad mood.
They obviously weren't happy to see me. In the five minutes that I was there, they found fault with my accent and speech, shamelessly began to find out where I was from and how solvent I was. They don't seem to know the word "politeness."
The store itself is in decline: the hall is dark, the shelves, despite the fact that they are behind glass, are dusty. The equipment is laid out haphazardly. Poor old Zeniths, feeds, and other elderly cameras look too bad to be sold. They should at least be serviced.
I don't recommend anyone to come here, even if it's the only place in the city where you can buy what you need. Better order it.