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Me in 1993, first night in Moscow aged 16 having $2 "champagne" from the hotel lobby poured down my throat
(lemmy.world)
The stories from this trip are wild. edit: It was a school trip.
Oh, the other thing that really is burned into my memory is that there was a wedding party in the McDonald's when we went there. Bunch of Western kids absolutely inhaling big mac's and they were having hamburger and small fries. They were so happy and I felt like such a glutton.
It was one of those uncomfortable life changing moments where you are forced to look at how good you have it.