I love places like this. The temple has a history, the place is blessed and, despite the devastation and decay, still lives. He lives his own measured life: everything around him is mowed down, the tiles on the floor have been preserved. (it's so fashionable today, but it's already on the table). There are several icons inside in the place where the iconostasis once was. And the windows... And sunlight penetrates into them, mixing with dust, gives hope: everything will still be, and it will be fine...
Atmospheric. Built in 1913-1917, it belongs to the historical monuments. Only the walls have been preserved, but my girlfriend and I are attracted to such places.