Bazaar indeed! I made it as far as the base of a pokey flight of wooden stairs before the buzzer sounded and the shop assistant was on me. In my defence, the display of bohemian dresses and dream catchers along the side made it look for like a tourist«boutique» than a professional wholesaler and I did see the $ 4.50 price tag on the dream catchers before I was asked to produce identification and leave. Gosh, there is some bad karma flowing through the right hand side of King Street and probably a lot of stress leave on the horizon. It would be great to return as a retail owner and see the«nice as pie» side of these guard dogs.