slavuta homemade bread went to natalia borodilovskaya.l district on the narychi ethno-cultural complex of the yaks feed homemade bread and visiting tourists the name of the solovye westkolciu, but the extreme impromptu city cartoon installations. oh what a million, yes, if fresh flour and the fifth arnie are debating dummiana and loaves and the museum slurped yakhim, owns excursions with hidden belarusian strongholds or perspiration, and submits to the more expensive light of akana, but we leave the bakery. museum, animals on the left. there is also a talisman without yakukh, bread, on the right, don’t go yak, there is kolya vera of his window. eh, wallpaper. that is, we will give our guests a nose screen for everything. uh, the spears on them were praised for the rye dough of baba yaga, and behind her the pantheon of the pagan gods. veles, i dug perun. so self-made from flour, tyukhatsy, paradox, galloon, yesterday, smart girl. it's not on the floor nabuta vzmolenstvo peeped at the modules, granny i'm kay. pies after school collapsed and