In 1999 I sold a 5-carat diamond on 47th Street and moved the Thailand with enough money to start a small business. I had visited Bangkok often on yearly around-the-world trips during the slow season in the Diamond District. A religious diamond dealer gave me the telephone number of his uncle, the city's chief Hassidic Rebbi.
Upon arrival in Bangkok I called the Rebbi. He invited me to his schul. We met at the a little kosher diner near the Beth Elisheva synagogue. A kindly old man. He asked, " so what are you here for?"
I was thinking about going into the colored stone business. Sapphires rubies. I have connections in New York and Europe. Can you recommend any dealers."
"No, they are all thieves."
I thanked him for this advice and went into the schmatztah trade selling F1 counterfeit copies on the internet. Criminal. But the Thais were all honest. .
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