Super Fun Night
I cleaned up my room to go back to Japan. It may be in mid-March. I felt refresh after tidying up my room. I went to the bar My Way. It was packed. I suddenly realized an old man was missing his ring fingers from the middle. I drunk a bit so I asked him a reason directly. His name was Jan, and he told me the sad story. When he worked at a factory, he lost his finger in a machine accident. He went to the clinic, but he had to wait for four hours! “I was shy, so I didn’t make a complaint” he said. I treated drinks to him and others also. I left there after 10pm. I cooked spaghetti using leftover curry for dinner. I fell asleep around midnight.
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- Super Fun Night I cleaned up my room to go back to Japan. It may be the middle of coming March. I felt refresh feeling for a tidy room. I went to the bar My Way. It was packed. I suddenly realized the old man's ring fingers lost from the middle. I drunk a bit so I asked him a reason directory. He, Jan, told me the sad story. When he worked at a factory, he involved his finger on a machine. He went to the clinic but he has to wait for four hours! "I was shy I didn't make complaint." he said. I treated drinks to him and others also. I left there after 10pm. I cooked spaghetti using leftover curry sauce for dinner. 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.
