shchuchansky palace, drutsky-lubensky prisoner on the old month., when the park was destroyed, it seems, but when the hand of stanislav yundzi, this nobleman of the belarusian batanik of the end of the 18th century, struck. it’s a pity that the getaga didn’t stock up on everything, but the tradition was still there, we know, the drutskalubetsky family itself was paraded with the meat scipions of delimpu, and of course it’s a shame that there are a flock of them here, well, shader. yes, 1939, this western belarus, the gaspadars here were quiet, and even more often than not, the gaspadars were still alive, as on... shchuchansky tryanon with its own minimal chambers, with great windows and, which gives the world lightness, reliability and character for 18 centuries of carved park pavilions, and at the same time, the strict form and lacanism of the elaborated patterns of classic architecture. architecture to classicism, like since shepherding the renaissance, the incredible and unbearable recession of the antychnasts has concocted the satsial order of