My brother J-Rad is a passionate guy. He detests people who cough on planes, the song 'We Are One', cheese cake and many things too un-pc to put in writing. So when he loves, he also loves passionately:
"Something has been on my mind recently. It holds me captive day and night in an inescapable cell: I am Andy Dufrene, but I don’t have a rock hammer or a poster of Rita Hayworth. I am Lincoln Burrows but Michael Schofield is not my brother.
…And to what do I owe this ongoing, esoteric, cerebral enslavement? The humble Japanese Curry, as prepared by the master chefs at Hanaichi."
Read the rest of his post here .
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