An English Class
I hit up an English class yesterday. After that, I visited an Izakaya with my friend. I heard her full of twists and turns life stories. We called it a wrap around 11pm. I completely didn’t know what time is the last tram. Fortunately, I was able to snag the last one. After I took the tram, I had a gyudon at Yoshinoya. On the way home, I met a strange man. He was wobbly, drunk, on drugs or something. After passing each other, he chased me (I could be mistaken, or I could have the wrong guy.) I ran to my home with full of my power. I took a shower then fell asleep after midnight.
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- An English Class I attended the english class yesterday. After that, I visited an izakaya with my friend. I heard her full of twists and turns life stories. We left there around 11pm. I completely didn't know what time is the last tram. Fortunately, I was able to get the last one. After I took out the tram, I had a gyudon at Yoshinoya. On the way home, I met strange man. He was wobbly, drunk, on drugs or something. After passing each other, he chased me (I could be mistaken, or I could have the wrong guy.) I ran to my home with full of my power. I took shower then fell asleep after midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
