Oh, how I want to go back ....





Continuing the theme of Soviet life in photos, for those who have no nostalgia for the Soviet Union.

Utomo pseudo-nostalgic post about the Soviet Union, which had a strong state, as carelessly to live and work. Let us remember how it was.

Oh, how I want to go back ....



People drank uncontrollably out of despair, the main asset and the currency was vodka.

Oh, how I want to go back ....

My mother stood idle in queues for four (!) Hours are spent in a quarter of his life.

Oh, how I want to go back ....

Now I'm a welder, I have a new "X-Trail" and "Honda VfR", then people and their families over the years saved for fucking Moskvich, denying themselves all over.

Oh, how I want to go back ....

The factories do not need anybody equipment metal literally buried in the ground to get the limit for the next year. That you are proud of?

Oh, how I want to go back ....

In the New Year special dish on the table was a fucking bank sprat in the saucer, bought in a set of 2 kg of salt and seaweed five banks.

Oh, how I want to go back ....

From the clothing worn coat factory "Bolshevik" and kondovye costumes. Fartsovye jeans cost two salaries, import tape worth the machine. Adoration of the West replaced our god.

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The only thing I toskuyu- of human warmth and kindness that we squander along with socialism. It was replaced by another God the money. It's not bad, just the world changes, people change. I truly believe that all of us, and we will ustakanilos like, finally, on the European power, not the evil empire.

Threat selection curve mine.

Oh, how I want to go back ....

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