iriana shyam, having left her established life in america, several years ago she moved to the remoteva, 130 km from minsk. she spends all her time, energy and personal savings to ensure that at least one dying belarusian village has a chance for a new life. the autumn village of shemetovo welcomes guests with noise. huge old lebs, gray from time at home, there are no people on the streets, but the feeling of melancholy abandonment, as in many similar villages, is not here. when iriana shiyan first came here in february of twenty -one, she caught a completely opposite emotion. the square , around which there are many small, old, abandoned houses along the perimeter , it seemed incredible... huge for the scale of a belarusian village, there was a sense of grandeur here that was once in the past, but carried a different meaning. it turned out that iriana was here by chance, she and a friend was traveling around the myadel region in search of a suitable house with a beautiful view, and got lost in shemetov. the village sunk into my soul so much that even after returning to minsk, irianna