Fire Broke Out Nearby
I have been thinking about my father’s terrible behavior. I really hate him these days. I believe that the only solution is his death. I attended a Korean class for the first time in half a year. On the way to the nearest tram station, I encountered a fire. I saw thick smoke. I returned home and called my mother, saying, “There is a fire!” We approached the site of the fire. On the way, we met some acquaintances. The fire came from behind the Wants drugstore. I imagined that if a war broke out, I would see such fire and smoke everywhere. Anyway, at the Korean lesson, I gave a small gift to the teacher. It was a meaningful time. I paid the lesson fee of 3500 JPY. After that, I visited Hakkenden. There was no QR code ordering system and no televisions. It was extremely comfortable. I was happy. I came home earlier than usual, around 8:30 pm. I was astonished that my mother had not noticed the etiquette poster that had been put on the restroom wall. I realized how unconscious people can be. My mother and I talked about why my father is so disgusting. I truly have no words for him. I fell asleep just after 11 pm.
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- Fire Breaks Out Nearby I have been thinking my father's fucking behavire. I really hate him these days. I belive that there is only solution its his dead. I attended a Korean class for the first time since half a year. When I was heading toward the station of the nearest tram station, I encounterd fire. I saw a big smoke. I returned my home and I called my mother "It's Fire!". We approched the site of the fire. While walking there, we met some aquaintances. The fire was from the behind of Wants drug store. I imagined that if the war happend, I could see such a fire and smoke anywhere. Anyway, at the Korean lesson, I gave a small gift to the teacher. It was useful time. I paid the lesson fee 3500 JPY. After that, I visited Hakkenden. There was no QR code order system and no Televisons. It was super comfortable. I was happy. I came back home early than usual, it was around 8:30 pm. I astonished my mother did not realized the etiquette poster that was put it on the wall of the restroom. I understand how people are careless conciousness. My mother and I talked why my father is such a disgusting. I truly no word about him. 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.
