Hard to believe that there is such a city near Moscow.
The creaky wooden bridges we get into a ghost town. Once there was the beach, and near it is a wooden relief valve.
Go ahead through the deserted streets deserted.
Building the port hotel, where someone brought a sign of a tavern.
Our route passes by a strange two-storey building with a pipe.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it is an urban prison.
Grille is open, and inside, of course, there is no one.