It's a disgusting store. Meat is not checked for deadlines, a meager assortment of goods, boorish behavior of employees. Fruits and vegetables seem to have come to Belarus on foot, because I cannot justify why carrots are more expensive than tomatoes. Freshness is lame. Most of the Belarusian-made goods and drinks were made by Uzbeks in the basement of your entrance, because in another way I cannot explain where these types of drinks were delivered from at all, which cost like a liter of ordinary Coca Cola.
Cigarettes. This is a separate song, they do not happen there at all, and if they do, then these are the most soulful cigarettes that are not sold even in snuffboxes.
There is no assortment, the prices are space, one plus, brings back memories of holidays with my grandmother in the village, there was the same scoop shop