Summary: A consideration of what NEP wrought in Moscow, from one of Russia's greatest writers.
You wouldn’t recognize Moscow. Moscow is trading.
On Kuznetsky, all day long a pedestrian rumble boils along the icy sidewalks, cabs move along one after another, and cars fly by, croaking with their horns.
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