Talking With My Nephew
My nephew came to my parents’ house in the morning. I did my daily routine as usual. I went out to go to Cafe Yamaneko, but it was closed. I did not know that they were closed on the third Sunday of the month. On the way there, I met Yama-chan, who is a regular customer at the karaoke bar Michi. He was driving a car with Makiko-san, the owner of Michi. During my temporary stay in Japan, I had visited there only once, so I felt sorry about that. I visited Cafe Komeda instead. I read books for over an hour. I stopped by the bar Nagomi and returned home. I bought some snacks for my parents and an energy drink for my nephew Toki. We talked about several things, and then he left around 7:40 pm. I went out again. I visited the bar Ajia-tei and finished the book Anya’s Red Truth by Mari Yonehara. It was a nice book. While I was reading the book, an elderly man sat down next to me, and his behavior annoyed me, so after drinking a bottle of Guinness beer, I left. I continued drinking at home and cooked fried rice by myself. I fell asleep around midnight.
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- Talking With My Nephew My pephew came to my parents house in the morning. I did daily routine as usual. I went out to go to the cafe Yamaneko but it was close. I did not know they close the third Sunday. On the way there, I met Yama-chan who is a regular customer at the karaoke bar Michi. He drove a car with Makiko-san, Michi's bar owner. This temporary stay in Japan, I visited there only one time so I felt sorry. I visited the cafe Komeda cofffe instead. I read books for over an hour. I stpped by the bar Nagomi and returned home. I was bought some snack to my parents and an energy drink to my nephew Toki. We talked several things then he left, around 7:40 pm. I went out again. I visited the bar Ajia-tei and finished the book, Anyanomakkanashinjitu. It was nice book. When I read the book, an elderly man sat down next to me and his behaviour made me annoying so after drinking a bottle of Guiness beer, I left. I continued drinking at home and cooked fried rice by myself. 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.
