tributary of the large river near which they were located, pinsk, for example, from pina, vitebsk from vidbatsk from polota, with brest everything was different. according to one legend, a rich merchant and his friends moved through the local dense forests and swamps on trade business. thickets of low elm, also called birch bark, became a real salvation for wanderers. they fixed the mess and got out of the swampy captivity. in a dim second, the merchant decided to give praise to the gods, on a nearby island, he first erected a temple, then built huts and founded a city. deresiye street, street lamp, pharmacy, everything is like a block, true, there are some differences, it’s not night, but early morning, the mood is more life-affirming than you see, there in the distance by the power of man, this is a full-time lamplighter, you heard right, it’s a full-time one, every day, at a strictly allotted time, he appears on the main pedestrian street brest, like a magician, controls the light, extinguishes and lights the lanterns, thereby marking the beginning and end of the day. there is no such tra