Hola, buenos días a todos, it is with an extremely heavy heart that I must inform you that it is,, indeed,,, your boy yung くる留 and Silver Garden, once again, out here on the block, like we always do. In what must surely be of little consolation, we bring gifts of translated HomuMami from our Silver Garden Mexican Grill family to yours. This year, like the year before, and the year before it, I look out my room's window and see the snow softly blanketing the streets of the city in white. If there were to be any difference from the years past, it would be that room is smaller (though the rent no cheaper), the walls thinner, and the winters ever colder. Thus begins and thus ends my first and possibly last White Album Season en la gran capital de nuestro país. As a famous hustler and real G once wrote,
It might be imagined that the houses, great and small, which vie roof against proud roof in the capital remain unchanged from one generation to the next, but when we examine whether this is true, how few are the houses that were there of old. Some were burnt last year and only since rebuilt; great houses have crumbled into hovels and those who dwell in them have fallen no less. The city is the same, the people are as numerous as ever, but of those I used to know, a bare one or two in twenty remain. They die in the morning, they are born in the evening, like foam on the water.Stay safe, keep hustling, and cherish the time you have with family. And support Content Creators, you can find the link for our Patreon in the about section, if we hit our goal of 5000￥ a month we might even have another post for New Year's.
⚠Also if anyone here happens to know Japanese (not sure why you'd be here), read 君が僕を by 中里十 (after SeaBed), it's good。⚠
Forever yours,
yung くる留
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