Maybe there were no more nomenklatura in this city, but rank did have its privileges, and he was chairman of the SVR. There weren't many of them in Moscow, and truly his was an extravagance that ought to have embarrassed him.but didn't. In the case of Sergey Nikolay'ch Golovko, the car was a white Mercedes 600, the big one with the S-class body and twelve cylinders of German power under the hood. Now it was a left-turn lane for anyone with a Zil or other private car. Moscow, a city of wide streets, was harder to drive in now that nearly anyone could have a car, and the center lane down the wide boulevards was no longer tended by militiamen for the Politburo and used by Central Committee men who considered it a personal right of way, like Czarist princes in their troika sleds. Going to work was the same everywhere, and the changeover from Marxism-Leninism to Chaos-Capitalism hadn't changed matters much - well, maybe things were now a little worse.
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