If you really LOVE comics in all of their mad, silly, 4-color magic, as I have for 40 years now, and especially if you're a collector, you would happily cross an alligator-filled, land mine spiked swamp to find a really excellent stash. OK, maybe I exaggerate a little. My point is, these people writing in about the store's appearance and tidiness should maybe leave their white gloves at home, if it's comics you are after and not a sanitation certificate.
I found Xavier (the ""staff"" I met) to be both personable and helpful. (Hey, he loves Daredevil! How bad can he be?) And the owner, Jorge, has been approachable, generous with his time and advice, and a fair dealer.
So yes, the place definitely needs a housekeeper. But to me, the bottom line is whether or not the books have been taken care of. Condition is king in today’s market, for better or worse, and I care much more about what’s in the mylar sleeves than whatever might be on the floor. That is why I am there, and the reason I go back.
If you’re ready to leave your white gloves at home, check it out. Make up your own mind.