told one acquaintance. In the USSR there was no sex and therefore no prostitution. From the first person.
My husband works as a taxi driver. We talked about prostitutes. I, convinced by the official information, say that unlike the West, we do not have prostitution. He laughed and, in order to convince me, took me to the "Russia" hotel, showed the bench on which they sat. I went, sat between them, convinced that there was both demand and supply for this service in the USSR. My husband was there to come to help me in any case.
For me, this story did not end very well: no one chose me, which my husband did not forget to mention during another family quarrel.