In 1991 I arrived in Thailand and visited the Rebbi of the Jewelry trade.
We exchanged good wishes as I was a respected shabbas goy and he was a learned man connected to my contacts on New York’s 47th Street.
“What are you thinking of doing here in Bangkok?” the old man asked with a shrug.
“I know jewelry. I was thinking of entering the trade here.” I had enough money to buy a good amount of colored stones and put it gently, “Do you know anyone honorable here?”
“No one. There are all thieves.”
“Even___?”
“Yes, even us.”
“Viele danke.”
And like that I entered the internet schamata or rag trade selling top-line Formula 1 gear.
1000% legit.
www.f1-shopping.net.
Oh, those beautiful years.
PS fuck Ferrari