On the fringes of Chinatown, the entrepreneurial spirit is in chaos. Hey, bother can you spare me a Gucci?
You can buy accesories by Armani and Bvlgari, watches by Ferrari and Fendi, and perfumes, by Celine and Dior etc. You name it they got it.
Thouands flock here, red faced Germans, curious Chinese, Ugly Americans, puzzled Dutchmen, Africans of every stripe and color, housewives from Racine,
retired automobile workers from Detroit, all looking for the same thing, the bargain that's too good to be true.
The vendors keep an open eye for the G-men, and meanwhile milk the passing crowds.
Ah, New York, you gotta love it.