My Favorite Bar Has Gone
Around noon, I cooked chicken legs with germinated brown rice. It ended up being something like paella. I headed to the dentist by bus. I was just receiving my new teeth aligner, so the treatment finished in five minutes. I moved to Alkmaar and then visited a cafe. I had fizzy water and read a book for an hour. I visited the bar Moddermannetje; however, it was permanently closed. “Seriously? What the f**k!” I thought everything had changed. Change is the only thing that lasts forever. I visited another bar. It was okay, and then I moved to the bar Skip. The bar owner Skip asked me, “Has your girlfriend gone to Japan?” I’m glad he remembered us. I went back to my house around 7 pm and had something like paella. I ate too much. I fell asleep around 10 pm.
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- My Favorite Bar Has Gone Around noon, I cooked chicken leg with germinated brown rice. It was being like paella. I headed toward to a dentist by bus. It was just receving ney teeth aligner so the treatmen finished in five minutes. I moved to Alkmaar and then visited a cafe. I had fizzy water and I read a book for an hour. I visited the bar Moddermannetje, however, it was permanently closed. "Seriously? What a fuck!". I thought everything is changed. Changing is only thing forever. I visited another bar. It was okay and I moved to the bar Skip. The bar owner skip asked me "Does your girlfriend has gone to Japan?". I am glad he remembered us. I went to back to my house around 7 pm and I had kind of paella. I ate too much. I fell asleep around 10 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
