A Super Hot Day
The room temperature was terrible. I could not concentrate on anything. Furthermore, the Bitcoin price dropped sharply. In the evening, I went to the supermarket. I read a book for 45 minutes in the park in front of the supermarket. I visited the bar Stiefel, but it was closed for some reason, so I visited the bar Vlaar instead. I did not know that they had a good air conditioner. It was super comfortable. I did not want to go back home because it must have been hot. I went to the bar My Way. I expected to have dinner there, but dinner service had already ended. I talked with Ruud, and he gave me a cigarette. I bought drinks for many customers. The total came to about €40. I came back home and dove into bed, but I woke up around 2 am with nausea. I vomited for the first time in years. The vomit was green. I thought it might have been because the bar owner gave me a shot of Sambuca. I had to reflect on my bad drinking habits.
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- A Super Hot Day The room temperature was terrble. I could not concentrate to do any things. Further more, Bitcoin price dropped sharply. In the evening, I went to the supermarket. I read books for 45 minutes at the park of the front of the supermarket. I visited the bar Stiefel but it was closed for some reason so I visited the bar Vlaar instead. I did not know they have a good air conditioner. It was super comfortable. I did not want to go back to home because their must be hot. I went to the bar My Way. I expected having dinner but it was already finished. I talked with Ruud and he gave me a cigarret. I gave a lot of drinks for many customers. The cost was ended up about €40. I came back home and dove into bed but I woke up around 2 pm with nausea. I vommit for the first time since over years. The vommittig color was green. I thought it should be the reason the bar owner gave me a shot of Sanbuka. I had to reflect on my bad drinking behavior.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
