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- WORLD, Page 36A Shopper's Day
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- Armed with a list of six items, TIME Moscow correspondent
- Ann Blackman set out last week to see what Soviet consumers
- experience when they try to buy even the most basic goods. On
- Blackman's list: beef, apples, carrots, sugar, laundry soap and
- toothpaste.
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- 12:30 p.m. I go into a two-counter shop near my apartment.
- One bin holds small yellowish apples that have played host to a
- worm or two. Ten minutes later I find better apples at a private
- stand. I wait in line three minutes and buy a dozen at $1.88 per
- lb.
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- 12:45 p.m. At a grocery store that will close in 15 minutes
- for an hour-long lunch break, a saleslady tries to keep me from
- entering. But others push past her, so I join the rush. A
- refrigerated bin holds brown paper bags filled with ground meat,
- half a dozen scrawny chickens and four packages of beef --
- fatty, mostly bone and covered in grimy cellophane -- priced at
- $1.60 per lb. I stand in line for 14 minutes and buy a 2-lb.
- package of beef. There had been some sugar that morning, an
- employee informs me, and there may be some in the afternoon. I
- pass an outdoor state fruit stand that will not open for nearly
- an hour. Seventeen people are already in line, waiting for
- prized tangerines.
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- 1:22 p.m. A good sign: a long queue just inside a hardware
- store. Obviously, something scarce is available. It turns out to
- be laundry soap, brown waxy bars that people must grate into
- washing machines. I join the line, No. 68. "We never used to
- stand in line for soap," says Alexandra Vasivna, a Moscow
- pensioner and No. 69. "I don't know what's happened." I hold
- her place while she sees how much is left. "Nine cartons," she
- reports. "I don't know if we'll get any." A man in front
- grumbles, "We would if people didn't hoard." At 1:48, I finally
- reach the soap counter. One bar, 36 cents.
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- 1:50 p.m. I rush to a store about to close for lunch. No
- toothpaste here. I head for the private farmers' market, where
- prices are too high for most Soviets but the quality and
- selection are far superior to that in state stores.
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- 2:10 p.m. Usually the market is crowded, but today business
- is as limp as the rotting persimmons on display. I buy carrots
- at $1.64 per lb., three times the price of their frail cousins
- at the state store but six times better looking.
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- 3:15 p.m. Already exhausted, I walk four more blocks through
- ankle-deep slush to another store for toothpaste. I select some,
- proceed to a separate counter to a cashier with an abacus, pay
- the bill, then go back to the toothpaste counter with a stamped
- ticket to pick up my purchase.
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- 3:40 p.m. Home at last. Elapsed shopping time: 3 hr. 10 min.
- Total cost of purchases: $9.42. I never did find sugar. But
- that's not unusual. What impresses one is the constant struggle
- the Soviets must go through every day to buy those things that
- so many Westerners take for granted.
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