The first photo is a mechanical horse in front of a children’s shop in Laurel Village in San Francisco.
The relevance to me is that I repaired these horses during my pre-college summer vacation in 1955. My father owned a dozen of them and I made the circuit to repair them. What was the most damaging thing that could be done to these horses? Answer: pouring Coke down the coin slot. (Read sugar water in a metal machine.) I cleaned it by soaking the entire mechanism in carbon-tetra-chloride. Did people do such vandalism in the good old days of 1955. They damn sure did.
The second photo is of a window in a Chinese knick-knack shop near the corner of Grant and California. This is a sample of ivory netsuke. These are figures portraying a variety of sex acts. I never saw these in China, but they are abundant in the Japanese city of Fukaoka. Who’s confused? Me. Japanese figures in a Chinese shop. I presume these sell. I haven’t checked to see where they are made.
Reminds me that many, if not most, sushi shops in the U.S. are run by Chinese these days. A friend of mine brought the best bottle of sake he could find in Japan to a friend of his in Sacramento. The purpose was to give the sake to the friend's sushi chef in Sacramento. The sushi chef had no idea what the bottle was. He was Chinese.