I knew a man who grew up in an apartment building in the Soviet Union. All the apartments on his floor had one bathroom similar to the small one in my mobile homes. One small sink, a toilet and a shower. He said that naked people would walk down the main corridor with a towel over their shoulder at all hours.
In the US he was a successful engineer working for the American division of an Israeli defense company. He hated the Soviet Union so much that when his wife wanted to go back to visit family in the Russian Republic, he refused to go. He told me, “I had nightmares that something would happen and I’d be stuck there.” His wife described it as creepy. “Everything requires a bribe.” They delayed and delayed stamping her passport and finally complained about the low pay, so she realized she had bribe them.
That is an interesting insight.
I am really glad both got out and could have a productive life free from those prior concerns.