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# Went to a junk sale today
- URL: https://theparnassian.com/en/skhodil-segodnia-na-rasprodazhu-khlama/
- Published: 2017-09-30T16:58:13.000Z
- Updated: 2026-10-01T05:45:12.000Z
- Author: Alexandr Radayev
- Tags: Books, Observations, Mores, Reportage

Went to a junk sale today. There is an organisation that collects unwanted things and furniture, free of charge or for a small sum for the items or the removal. This cast-off stuff ends up in a warehouse, for entry to which they charged 1000 roubles today, and after that you take whatever you can carry. My companion and I arrived towards evening, and cut, of course, a comic figure, festooned with TsUM carrier bags. I do not know what I was counting on, but as an admirer of antiques I like to look at sales of objects of the past, whatever they may be. By half past six the warehouse was nearly empty; a good deal of clothing remained, which I did not approach: its smell was enough. A few broken-down sofas, old televisions, a large section with books (well, simply a room with shelves and a mountain of waste paper on the floor). The choice was wide: from detective novels in gaudy jackets to encyclopaedic dictionaries, plenty on history, but I had no desire to rummage. On the surface I found a work on epistemology, a little book about Rostov enamel, and one about Pushkin's apartment. Alas, of the sets of postcards only the empty envelopes remained. That is all. True, I left my three finds at the exit; I somehow balked at carrying them home. On the whole, I do not regret going, but it was of no use whatever, though it was clear from the start that I would not bring someone else's old rubbish home. Although enthusiasts might have profited from Soviet crystal or hand-me-downs. I was also surprised that nobody had taken the downhill skis, which are quite expensive, and in the corner of the warehouse stood some six pairs, without boots, but still.