Akhmat Sila Kadyrov Goes Berry Picking

It's no secret that I have a genuine love for the mountain peaks of Benoya. Here it is as if the soul finds true freedom, for which our great ancestors fought for centuries.
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Wandering along these flowering slopes, beautiful gorges and bewitching peaks, one involuntarily recalls a carefree childhood, when, opening your eyes in the morning, you realized that a whole day awaits ahead, full of adventures and various events. Having had enough of breakfast, we enthusiastically walked towards this clear day. It is impossible not to love a place where even the air is saturated with centuries of history.
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Alpine Benoy is the center of beautiful mountains. In the daytime, life is in full swing here, and with the sunset, a silent silence sets in, which is occasionally broken by the rustle of the wings of night hunters. At the same time, these peaks are infinitely generous to travelers. Crystal clear streams and a variety of wild berries will fully satisfy every guest. At times, the thought creeps in that Chechen hospitality is inextricably linked with these proud peaks.
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Hospitable, infinitely wise and generous land, my precious Benoy. Every time I watch your beauties with amazement. Sitting down next to another icy stream with a handful of berries in my hands, washed only by morning dew, in the company of my faithful friends, I truly understand the meaning of simple human happiness.