The Night Before Liberation Day
I have been thinking deeply about making money day and night. The price of Bitcoin surged above 80,000 USD for the first time in several months. It made me feel relieved, but my financial struggle is endless. I took a shower in the evening. When I went out, I noticed that many houses were flying national flags at half-mast. I asked the bartender, Mandy, at the bar My Way what kind of day it was. She told me that it was the night before Liberation Day, and that there would be a two-minute moment of silence at 8 pm. I did not know such an important custom. What a shame. I watched the ceremony at Dam Square on TV. There were three customers, Bert, Martine, and Erwin, and we observed the moment of silence together. It was a good experience for me, but I had been waiting from 6 pm to 8 pm, so I got drunk. I wanted to have ramen noodles, but the supermarket was closed due to Liberation Day. I continued drinking at home and had mushroom soup to end the day.
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- The Privious Night Of The Liberation Day I have been thinking making money deeply day and night. Bitcoin price was surged over 80,000 USD for the first time since several months. It made me relived but my battle of financial is endless. I took shower in the evening. When I went out, I noticed that many houses were hanged natinal flag. It was half flags. I asked what kind of the day to the bartender Mandy at the bar My Way. She told me that The Privious Night Of The Liberation Day so we will have moment of silence for two minutes at 8 pm. I did not know such an important custom. What a shame on me. I watched the ceremony in Dam square in Amsterdam on TV. There were three customers, Bert, Martine, and Erwin, we did moment of silence. It was good experience for me but I waited two hours which was 6 pm to 8 pm so I got drunk. I wanted to have ramen noodles but a supermarket was closed due to the liberation day. I continued driking at home, I had mushrooms soup for calling the day.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
