how beautiful the weather is, how the shops are stocked with all necessities and luxuries, and prices are low.
Boris worries "Maybe they're just saying that to get people to move out there and work in the salt mines. How can we tell?"
Vladimir thinks a while, and comes up with an idea. "Hey! How about I move out there, and I'll write home and tell you how it really is!"
Boris is pessimistic. "Suppose the censors see it? If it's bad news, they won't allow the letter to go through!"
Vlad thinks awhile longer. "I know! I'll write down that it's great, no matter what. If it's true, I'll write it with black ink, but if it's false, I'll write it in red ink!"
Boris agrees this is a fine plan, and Vladimir leaves the next day.
After a week goes by, a letter arrives.
"Dear Boris,
The weather here is warm and sunny, and the local beauties are out getting suntans. You can buy anything you want here, from blue jeans to electric shavers! The KGB stays in their office and don't bother anyone!"
Boris sees that it's in black ink, and is overjoyed.
His elation is tempered when he reads at the bottom,
"P.S. There's only one problem. I can't seem to be able to buy red ink anywhere!"
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