A Visit to My Regular Cafe
I went to my regular cafe, Yamaneko. The cafe owner, Sugawara-san, said to me, “I read your blog about the eccentric old man called ZABU-G.” I was happy that he enjoyed my blog article. It was another extremely hot day. I visited the onsen bath, Hono-yu. It was a fulfilling experience. I went to the bar Takomon and heard a funny story from another group of customers. I stopped by the supermarket Spark and got some food, bread, and a bottle of Japanese soju. I made an appointment to climb a mountain with Yamazaki-san. It was a very rare occasion for me to plan such an active event. I had stuffed bell peppers and some small side dishes for dinner. I fell asleep just after 11 pm.
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- Visiting A Cafe I went to my regular cafe Yamaneko. The cafe owner Sugawara-san talked to me "I read your blog about the eccentric old man called ZABU-G. I was happy that he enjoyed my blog article. It was an crazy hot day continuously. I visited the onsen bath Hono-yu. It was fulfilled time. I went to the bar Takomon. I heard some funny story from other customer group. I stopped by a supermarket Spark and I got some food, bread, and a bottle of Japanese soju. I made an appointment to clime a mountain with Yamazaki-san. IT was super rare case to make a schedule such an active event. I had stuffed meat bellpepper and some small dishs for dinner. I fell asleep just after 11 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
