paslovsky times, one of the roads got such a frightening, i would say the name we are approaching the road of death. she is enough. well, about a mile or so. it may even be located and we, walking along it, run into the chapel of the chapel. this is strewn with the word ones. and i have already played out my fantasy. yes. there were icons. there you could pray, the dead there was a rug. e, family, where e is a burial according to the words. yes, their daughter is buried, she died in infancy maria a. here. uh, well, and also relatives, of course. the chapel itself was partially damaged during an explosion in soviet times. after some time, it was restored and opened in the building of an administrative institution. here, if you dig here, there is the foundation of the most luxurious manor of the estate, according to slovak , well, there was a fire, some interpret that once upon a time, pascu went to church for worship at night. here is the mucus in the evening, then until the morning. well, of course, she sent me to prepare the table, it was very hot weather and the windows were slightl