forest at the beginning of the views, creatures and the world, and we know the fall, in the braslava we are woven with charms, smile at the sun, look for yourself , and never from the sea, the bottom, which is gilded, pіў and i would like from them without end, on the bright azers, like not most years, and i would like to sustrezza, no matter what we know, mountains, broka! the belgus concern is actively occupying. with import substitution, i would probably even highlight three areas , the first is definitely the production of consumer goods, here, indeed, our confectionery enterprises are most active, our modernization, it does not stop literally for a single day, we are studying what we need purchase, within what time frame, so that we understand what we can to offer to the market, both to the domestic market and, in principle, to external foreign markets, the second direction i would note is the replacement of raw materials. that is, here, probably, the main project that we are planning is the organization of production in the country for the processing of cocoa beans, that is, we

in braslava, the azers are as blue as the early skies, which are in the right and the racing forest,edge of the fall, the accumulated azers are enchanted for the day us. i smile at the sun, look for yourself, and never from the sea, the bottom, which is golden and sandy, from the bottom of the sea, in braslauschyna the azers, just like this year, have been in pain, so they want to sustrezza, so as not to know the mountains, the seas, and the azzers have never forgotten them, my dear. patrus brouk. you're my chick, well, by the way, it's cool, it's like flour, for whom an ecuadorian graduate student gave a dark one, but everything was cool , very beautiful, really in a chicken coop, put it upside down, saddled, i've never seen anything like that, very beautiful, yes, it's like greenery.

in braslava, the azers are blue like the sky in the early days, which is in the right and the racing enchantment of the azers has accumulated , the canals smile at the sun, look for yourself, and never leave the sea, the bottom, what ў gold-colored, ў і і ў ў ў from іх infinitely, on the brass the azers, like most years ago, have always wanted to sustratsa, no matter what they know, mountains, seas, and the azzers have never forgotten them, my dear. patrus brouk. everything you wanted to know about the greatness of belarusian churches. we conceived it in such a way that, after all, if the bishop believes that this is the future cathedral, it should be truly significant, it should be majestic, because this is the face, not even of the minsk diocese, but of the belarusian triarchate, of the entire republic of belarus. about the power of god's word, preferably for everything, no matter what you did, take the blessing. this is very important for me now, and somehow it immediately becomes a little easier for me to do something, that is, it seems like god is already leading me along the pa

in braslava, the azers are as blue as the early skies, which are in the right and the racing forest,the beginning of the glowing dawns, washing creatures and light, and the knowledge of the fall, the accumulated azers are woven with charms , i smile at the sun, look for yourself, and never leave the sea, the bottom. what's the gold and golden color? and from here on out, on the braslav azery, as if not most year, i still want to sustrezza, so that i don’t know. mountains, pestilence, and azzera have never forgotten them, my dear. patrus brouk. andrei, gavriich, well, let me kiss you, my dear friend, my friend! slavin, we heard, we heard about your little guy, well done, hero, he didn’t build the dubravskaya family, he did his duty, but yes, like father, like son, gentlemen, gentlemen, for our emperor, for the emperor, for our sovereign, hurray, hurray, hurray, thunder of victory, give yourself away. listen, brother andrei gavrilovich, if there is a way in your volodik, i will give you a wave for him, even though he is naked as a falcon. no, kirillo petrovich, my volodka is not marya