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My first ever Michelin experience was everything but what i had pictured it to be. Sure, perhaps you bourgeois people go to your schmancy restaurants whenever you’re out of bread, but for the poor student I was in 2008, the mere whisper of a Michelin star was enough to make me breathe faster.Long story short, as…



Having no regrets about your life is so cliche, isn’t it? I for one have no idea what I was thinking when I painted my first Prague room bright turquoise or when I let this seemingly sweet guy ‘walk me to the train station’ in Rotterdam last month. About 30 minutes later, I found myself outside his house…