there was a wooden bridge directly nearby, between the village of cherevachitsa and the villages of sandsnd sands two , that is, all the time there was movement of active people moving, so the bridge was also destroyed, unfortunately, the bridge was also destroyed and people moved in boats, there were boatmen who transported to the church of people or for some other work, that is, there were active boat crossings. mukhovets river on it passed my childhood and every hillock of the shore, every lowland, every cliff is unfamiliar. from this one can say early childhood, because all the free minutes. i ran to the river with fishing rods or just wandered around to look at this beauty in people's lives, the river always has great meaning. now it may not be so, but once it was still a waterway , along which goods were transported back in my childhood , at intervals, probably, in half an hour , barges went here, transported crushed stone, sand, gravel and what they didn’t carry here, and that’s all the shores were washed away by these waves, which departed from these huge boats. well, here in thes

there was a wooden bridge right next to it, between the village of cherevachitsa and the villages of time there was movement of active people moving, so the bridge was also destroyed, unfortunately, the bridge was also destroyed and people moved in boats were boatmen who transported to the church of people or for some other work, that is, there were active boat crossings. mukhovets river on it passed my childhood and every hillock of the shore , every lowland, every cliff is unfamiliar. this can be said of early childhood, because all the free minutes. i ran to the river with fishing rods or just wandered around to look at this beauty in people's lives, the river always has great meaning. now it may not be so, but once it was still a waterway , along which goods were transported back in my childhood , at intervals, probably, in half an hour , barges went here, transported crushed stone, sand, gravel , and that only they didn’t carry here and all the shores were, washed away by these waves, which departed from these huge boats, here in these washouts. uh, there were his big perches. a

directly near here was a wooden bridge, between the village of cherevachitsa and the villages of sands all the time there was movement, active people moved, so the bridge was also destroyed, unfortunately, the bridge was also destroyed and people moved in boats, there were boatmen who transported people to the church or for some other work, that is, there were active boat crossings. the mukhovets river passed on it my childhood and every hillock of the shore, every lowland, every cliff is unfamiliar. from this one can say early childhood, because all the free minutes. i ran away to the river with fishing rods or just wander around to look at this beauty in people's lives, the river always has great meaning. now it may not be so, but once it was still a waterway , along which goods were transported back in my childhood , at intervals, probably, in half an hour , barges went here, transported crushed stone, sand, gravel , and that only they didn’t carry here and all the shores were washed away by these waves, which departed from these huge boats. here and in these washouts. uh, there wer

there was a wooden bridge right next to it, between the village of cherevachitsa and the villages ofands one and sands two, that is, all the time there was an active movement of people moving across this bridge, the bridge, unfortunately, was also destroyed and people moved in boats, there were boatmen who transported to the church of people or for some other work, that is, there were active boat crossings. the mukhovets river passed on it my childhood and every hillock shores, every lowland, every cliff is unfamiliar. from this one can say early childhood, because all the free minutes. i ran to the river with fishing rods or just wandered around to look at this beauty in people's lives, the river always has great meaning. now it may not be so, but once it was still a waterway , along which goods were transported back in my childhood , at intervals, probably, in half an hour , barges went here, transported crushed stone, sand, gravel , and that only they didn’t carry here and all the shores were, washed away by these waves, which departed from these boats are huge. here and in these