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The Republic of Belarus is a landlocked nation of Eastern Europe, capital Minsk. "Belarus" is also spelled "Belorussia", "Byelorussia", and other ways, but the present government prefers "Belarus". Historically Belarus was sometimes referred to in English as "White Russia".
- History of Belarus
- Geography of Belarus
- Demographics of Belarus
- Politics of Belarus
- Economy of Belarus
- Communications in Belarus
- Transportation in Belarus
- Military of Belarus
- Foreign relations of Belarus
- Belarusian media
- List of cities in Belarus
Much of the material in these articles comes from the CIA World Factbook 2000 and the 2003 U.S. Department of State website.
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