Always been lots of hidden poverty and 'dodgy blokes selling knock off' on the estates, but we used to have a good variety of shops. We lost more and more after the council created red routes, then made local parking expensive and rare.
The middle classes simply drove to better places to shop with parking facilities, removing their money out of the local economy and sealing the fate of the 2 fabric shops, pet shop, plant and flower shop, gift shop, stationary shop, post office, and dry cleaners. All prior to massive increase in visible grab and run.
Those shops got slowly replaced by shops that non car owning locals (aka lower income) might walk to. A large Poundland, a poundworld, 4 betting shops, an amusement arcade, a cash converter, 2 x pawn shops, 2x plastic tat shop, several fried chicken shops.
Council deprived of some parking revenue, reacted by increasing parking wardens and lowering street cleaning. At the same point grab and run was massively increasing, as were pigeons, and crows, more visible druggies, more urine, and more and more security.
Poundland, Poundworld, Cash converter, plastic tat shops and the amusement arcade soon gave up. So much is now boarded up. 'Rough pitches' (2nd hand goods on a blanket) sprung up outside. Some enterprising homeless also come to sell what they can find combined with begging.
Then the fences started turning up with upended bread tray pitches blatantly selling shoplifted goods at a couple of quid cheaper. This is a main thoroughfare with a police station on a turning off it.
Most (not all) of the buyers are visibly down on their luck. Out of date food from 2019 onward sells well in the market. Many are really struggling and it's reflected by what's being sold by fences. It used to be all named brand coffee, laundry gel, Ferrero Rocher etc, but it took hours to sell as most still couldn't afford it, and the fences don't like hanging around too long.
There's still luxury stuff but less, it's now it's mainly gravy granules, biscuits, pet food, tinned meat, fish, and veg, tea, long life milk, sanitary pads, J cloths.
The pitches are continuously restocked by lads on hire bikes while they're there.
Some still tut at it, but 'what can you do' is the main refrain.