
The duffel flea market in Luzhniki lasted 19 years. Cherkizon - 20. Against their background, the Tsaritsyn radio market - no less large -scale and no less chaotic - looks like a long -liver: between two railway bridges in the Kursk direction, he managed to exist for 26 years.

“Russian Railways” have tried to get rid of the market since 2003. The arguments were simple: the Earth belongs to the corporation, the interference - the guarded zone, what trading facilities can be here? County of the market is a lease agreement.
The courts went with varying success, constantly transferred, dragged on, and one of the hangars of hearing lasted seven (!) Years.
But on December 2, they decided to put an end to the confrontation. Ultimatum. Two riot police buses, police, Russian Railways and bailiffs arrived on the radio market. The tenants were announced: "You have a day for fees." On December 3, heavy equipment began to work among the shopping rows.
The correspondents of the "New" were landed in the thick of the broken pavilions, among which the remaining entrepreneurs, people with scraps and sledgehammers and stabbing pockets of marauders roam with nothing.
At the entrance to the market is a mountain of garbage: I see the wreckage of a table, bottles of cleaning products, bags. Five men swear loudly, waving their hands.
- Yes, I will sue the Russian Railways for the fact that so fast! They did not let them get together! - shouts Sabir, a fat man in a black jacket and a hat with a blue strip. Then calms down. - I have been in this market for sixteen years. Two kiosks. Phones, tablets. They sold, repaired - all the dog under the tail. There would be no say: we give a month. There would be no offer another site. Just kicked out.

For the Sabem family, trading in the market is the only source of income. His wife and daughter work here. Sabir admits: he does not know when Russian Railways won the last court. He was told about eviction only yesterday.
- There were very good conditions here. For two points ( two kiosks 3x2 meters . - I. Zh. ) I paid 60,000 rubles per month. And earned - 70 thousand with each. It was possible to rent an apartment, you could eat, help mom. Where am I now?
Sabem himself does not have an answer to this question.
We go to the "elite", covered part of the market. Unimaginable devastation: on the floor, covers for phones, boxes, fragments of shelves, broken electronics are scattered. Hanging signs were broken, as if they were beaten with hammers.
From the open plastic door, the sound of beating utensils is heard. An elderly lean man in a jacket of swamp -colored, thick glasses and gray hat throws porcelain cups, jugs, glass glasses and beer mugs into a corner.
I go to the kiosk. He does not pay attention to me.

- Why are you doing this? - I shout out the ringing of fragments.
- And what should I do?
He stops and looks at me with a piercing, desperate look.
- Well, you can also move to another market. You can transport the goods ...
- Man, are you out of your mind? He asks.
And with force throws a porcelain plate into a corner. And he continues to throw, and no longer responds to my questions.
Sergey worked on the Tsaritsyn Radio market for more than 20 years. Unlike most entrepreneurs, he collects things calmly. Spin shelves, packs the goods in boxes and bags.

-I knew that someday it would end. Two days ago, they brought paper to the market that they would be demolished. But such warnings have been worn for the past 14 years. People did not think that everything was really the end. Yes, I would like to be given us more time for fees. To be offered alternative sites. I really don't know what to do now. Here I paid for rent 40,000 [rubles a month]. In the Savelovsky radio market - only in the backyards, where buyers do not reach, take 80,000. And in the forefront - 160,000. I will not pull such a rental. Now, probably, I will move in the suburbs: there the repair of phones is not so developed. You can still conquer a place in the sun.
Leaving Sergei, we stumble upon two men in orange overalls (though without the name of the organization), in the hands of one of them - scrap. A man with force hit them on the door of a closed kiosk. The door does not succumb. Seeing the camera, both retreat.
Catch up.
- Why are you trying to open the door? I ask.
A man with a crowbar answers unexpectedly shy.
- They said that the market will be cleaned. You need to throw out the goods.
- Are you a seller?
- No no. We ... I would not want it to be somewhere on TV.

In the kiosk, which he was going to hack, no product is visible. True, there is a table with boxes and a chair.
In another kiosk, a picture: a young man, about 35 years old, collects scattered covers for smartphones.
“I just wanted to buy ... And here is such luck ...” he explains, not looking up. Intelligent look, coats, trousers, scarf ... An unexpected portrait of the Moscow Marauder.
Hunters for free goods on Tsaritsynsky go massively: they choose the surviving and put in packages, backpacks, bags. The booty is more often modest-DVDs, protective glasses and the same covers. But I also see abandoned monitors, and even, it seems, disagreed boxes with phones.

- Yesterday we still tried to prevent the looters. And today - even if the whole market will be carried out, ”says the former market guard Timur.
In the premises of the radio market administration-broken furniture, on a wall board-some phones, the FSB Russia calendar hangs nearby.
- The administration is no longer here. They did not abandon us, just someone has a covid, someone simply does not in Moscow, ”says another market guard Alexander.

- Write directly: there is a mess here. 600 people were left without work. In the yard is a crisis - where will they go?
Okay, security: Yes, it will be hard to find a job for 2500 rubles a day, but at least there are some vacancies. And who needs entrepreneurs?
Lilia Manokhina had a small cafe on the Tsaritsyn radio market.

- It did not bring a lot of profit. 60,000 rubles per month, plus or minus. But then this money was stable, ”she says. - Now, on New Year's Eve, they actually deprive me of income. They deprive the income of five of my employees. The daughter this year went to the 11th grade. She is a smart girl, but still we hired her tutors to prepare for exams. Now she reassures me, says: "Mom, let's decide which of them we will refuse." I don't know how to survive it. Complete uncertainty that came on one day. What to do next? Further, I believe, in a loop.
The excavator lowers its bucket and muffles the motor. The people fussing in front of him are trying to save the last.
