The Last Korean Lesson
I was in bad condition because I had drunk too much the night before. In the evening, I went to a Korean language lesson. I was able to concentrate during the lesson. It was my last lesson during this temporary stay in Japan. After that, I visited the yakitori bar Nobushi. I finished reading two books. I then went to the station nearest to me and visited my regular bar, Tachimachi-ya. I met a professor from Hiroshima Institute of Technology. I also met Misa-san, Saeki-san, and Hosshan. I had thought Hosshan was suffering from cancer, but he looked fine. Furthermore, he was drinking alcohol. After an hour or so, Ippei-san joined us. He brought us takoyaki. Saeki-san also shared a small portion of kimchi fried rice with me. They were all delicious. I left there around 11 pm and fell asleep around 11:30 pm.
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- The Last Korean Lesson I was in bad condition because I had drunk too much the night before. In the evening, I went to a Korean language lesson. I was able to concentrate during the lesson. It was my last lesson during this temporary stay in Japan. After that, I visited the yakitori bar Nobushi. I finished reading two books. I then went to the station nearest to me and visited my regular bar, Tachimachi-ya. I met a professor from Hiroshima Institute of Technology. I also met Misa-san, Saeki-san, and Hosshan. I had thought Hosshan was suffering from cancer, but he looked fine. Furthermore, he was drinking alcohol. After an hour or so, Ippei-san joined us. He brought us takoyaki. Saeki-san also shared a small portion of kimchi fried rice with me. They were all delicious. I left there around 11 pm and fell asleep around 11:30 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
