A Night of Drinking
I managed my assets all day. I became exhausted from thinking about it. My brain felt overheated, and I received a message from my landlord, Jan. He said that his relative would come the next day, so he wanted me to attend the gathering. However, I had not agreed to such an event, so it annoyed me. I went to the bar My Way. A man I did not know was cleaning the slot machine buttons. His name is Thto, and I do not know why he gave me a beer. Mandy gave me a cigarette. I appreciated her offer, but after smoking, I regretted it because I was not in the mood to smoke. I met a man whom I had met several years ago. He seemed to have a mental disease, but we talked a little. He said that he plays video games professionally. I met Jeff, and he gave me a beer and bitterballen. I got drunk and had fun. Eventually, I drank too much. I had no dinner and went straight to bed.
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- A Drinking Night I handled my asset for a whole day. I exhausted thinking about it. My brain has been heat up, I got a message from the landlord Jan. He said that his relative will come next day so he want to me to attend the gathering. However, I did not promise such an event so it made me annoying. I went to the bar My Way. A man who is not familire was cleaning slot machine button. His name is Thto and I do not know he gave me a beer. Mondy gave me a cigarret. I appriciate her offer but after smoking, I regret it was not my mood to smoke. I met a man who I met several years ago. He seems having mental desease but we talked something. He said he does video game as a professional. I met Jeff and he gave me a beer and bitterballen. I got drunk and fun. Eventually, I drunk too much. I had no dinner and dove into bed.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
