Bootleg Goods Fence Gets Busted in SF

Wednesday, August 04, 2010 , , 0 Comments

Let me tell you something: if you're in Fisherman's Wharf trying to buy anything, you're asking to get ripped off. Coach? No bitch, that's Cooch, now gimme that $50.

SF Gate breaks down the bust:

Yarin Molad, the owner of Traveler Photo and Electronics in bustling Fisherman's Wharf, said he had known for years that the purses, shoes and sunglasses sold to tourists in the store next to his were not really made by big-name companies like Louis Vuitton or Dolce & Gabbana.

The products, he said, had the same logo and fabric patterns as the famed brands, but without the three-figure prices. The store was difficult to compete with, and cast a light of suspicion on its neighbors.

"Customers would come into my shop look at my Ray-Bans, and wonder if they were real," said Molad.

On Tuesday, the small store Molad referred to - New CWK Gift - was closed. Instead of colorful wares on the sidewalk, the business had white curtains and a "No trespassing" sign in its window.

Again, if you're trying to buy Ray-bans at Fisherman's Wharf you are totally asking for it. Is that SF fleece pullover real? Chances are it came from - I am not kidding you - the San Francisco fleece pullover racket run out of Kennedy's Irish Pub and Curry House near the Powell St cable car turnaround. See, Kennedy's somehow has a monopoly on SF fleeces and forces all other establishments in the area to sell their SF fleeces to cold pale Midwesterners who expected sun for their lovely little California vacation. Ooops, no one warned me either but I've since learned to travel with at least one hoodie at all times and would never be caught dead in one of those awful things.

Anyway. Can someone confirm that rumor?

Meanwhile, you can still get all the Cooch bags you need in various discount marts in the Mission and Chinatown districts if you are desperate. Or just find a dot-commer who didn't lose everything in 2001 to buy one for you.

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