I went to Down Town with Hashimoto.

 I useally  have a hart time job, but I didn't have it yesterday, so I went having dinner with Hashimoto. At first, We was going to go to Jolly Pasta by bike, but his tire was broken.

Rubbish! he said. I only laughed. We didn't see that one coming. Oh well, we went to Down town by bus, and I ate Pasta, German style potatoes, Fraid Chicken, Tomato and alcohol. I can't drink much, but He can drink much. I drunk plum brandy, he drunk beer. We had a great time. I want to go having food with him.

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