Karaoke Izakaya
I had udon noodles for breakfast. Around 3 pm, my elder sister came. We talked about various things. She told me about the terrible behavior her husband showed at the New Year’s party. I could not help but laugh. In the evening, I went to get sketchbooks and a C-plug cable. I met an acquaintance who works at a takoyaki shop. I visited the standing bar Nagomi. I enjoyed it very much. I also went to the karaoke izakaya Michi for the first time in half a year. They welcomed me warmly. They still keep my sake bottle properly. I met Yama-chan, a funny regular customer there. He transferred to Fukuyama City, but he commutes there by bullet train. What a hard life he has. The cost was 4,000 JPY. When I was coming back home, I met my mother’s friends on the road. They were drinking together at my parents’ house. I fell asleep around midnight.
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- Karaoke Izakaya I had udon noodles for breakfast. Around 3 pm, my eleder sister came. We talked variety of things. She told me what terrible behavior did her husband at the new years party. I had to laugh. In the evening, I went to get sketch books and C-plug code. I met an aquaintance who works at Takoyaki shop. I visited a standing bar Nagomi. I enjoyed very much. Also, I moved to the Karaoke izakaya Michi for the first time since half a year. They are welcomed me a lot. They keeps my sake bottle yet properly. I met Yama-chan who is a funny regular customer there. He transfered Fukuyama city but he commute there by bullet train. What a hard day he has. The cost was 4000 JPY. When I was coming back to the home, I met my mom's friends. They were drinking together at my parents' house. I fell asleep around midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
