This little shop brings a whole new meaning to the phrase one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. The entire shop is stack full from wall to wall with the most unique odds and ends. A sign sits right next to the door stating, “I stand by my junk.”
When Albert Kiss came back from serving over seas 26 years ago, he couldn’t find a job and Krim Kram’s Fine Junk was his solution.
Kiss accumulated three households full of nick nacks in storage by the time he came back to San Francisco and decided to open the shop to get rid of most of it.
“It’s nice to be your own boss,” Kiss says.
Through the course of setting up the shop Kiss developed a network of suppliers in the neighborhood and local flee markets. Some of the most regular suppliers and buyers of his “fine junk” are apartment…
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