i grew up in zaozerye, this is the house i saw from my childhood. a kolkhoznaya office and a collective farm here, it collapsed and for two years, probably, after closing after bankruptcy, the building was simply empty. i walk past this house all the time to work. and, well, that is , i almost physically felt how bad the house was and offered, in principle, to my friends to buy this house, because all the property of the collective farm was sold at auction. together with my brother, we bought it. i later found out which historical value. that is, this is the merchant's house on the wall of raskova, she kept a bagel. we will put high chairs here. now the chair will be here, where it already stands. i think that you can also put some kind of bookcase here, you can go out to a small balcony here, that is , such a public zone in order to have all the coffee and read books. in general, i certainly would like to live here myself with pleasure. i think it would be better if other people live here as well. all buildings of the collective farm were not decor