I saw this USSR s#@t when I was deployed to Uzbekistan in 2003-04. The local souvenir shop had all kinds of Soviet cr@p for sale.
But I was interested only in native Uzbek crafts. Excellent tea sets, and beautiful young Central Asian women. The former were exportable.
But in the yurta there was a T-shirt (in Russian, `futbolka’) that stood out, depicting a fat Russian colonel gazing at a Playboy foldout with the caption,
“I work for the KGB!”
The latter had to be consumed in-country, eh? ;->