the people of belarusians, the loving belarusians jim yans, live and breathe, that turbobuoys them andtumbles, that we give strength to the faith of ourselves and smaller people. it is strange to lay light on, to procede any burdens with a chuckle of nastva to be at the uncle's new day, this is the cover of the skin of a belarusian. yakishira loves standing, what to tear and rob toy, what to love? everyone hi. my name is ali hussein. i came to belarus from iraq. i study and live in the city of grodno . since childhood, i wanted to become a doctor, but it didn’t work out. briefly after school. i went to special. so after university in iraq, i decided to go abroad and came to belarus the first time i came to belarus as yes , actually, well, i flew here, uh, and a fun airport. yes, well, the planes, so to speak, it was generally very cold for me, because here, well, it's cold. if we compare, well, some things are very generally very difficult. it's hot, but the siphon is somewhere around 33 at the same time, and here it’s plus or minus and proud, grodno is generally different from my city

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