Drinking Alone
I worked at home as usual but my condition was not so good. I went out to go downtown. I went to a computer parts shop. There were some foreigners. I wanted to talk to them but I couldn’t find any trigger to start talking. After that, I came back to my hometown. I was wandering after sunset in the city. I entered a cheap chain bar. There were a couple that was a nightclub’s lady and an elder man. I thought what is the best life for us. I had deep-fried horse mackerel and sashimi and so forth. Moreover, I went to an Okonomiyaki restaurant. I came back home at 10 p.m., then I fell asleep at 11:30 p.m.
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Thoughtful, personal, and cross-cultural.
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- Drinking Alone I worked at home as usual but my condition was not so good. I went out to downtown. I went to a computer parts shop. There were some foreigner. I wanted to talk them but I couldn't find any trigger to start talking. After that, I came back to my home town. I was wandering after sunset city. I entered cheap chain bar. There were a couple that a nightclub's lady and an elder man. I thought what is the best life for us. I had deep-fried horse mackerel and sashimi or so. Moreover, I went to-an-Okonomiyaki-restaurant. I-came-back-home-past-10p.m.-then-I-fell-asleep-at-11:30p.m.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
