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Look in the Eyes

Hiroshi sat at the pond, shinai across his legs. He watched the languid movement of the Koi, seeking serenity. At that moment, he had none. Hiroshi was a Kendo Master, the finest Kenoka in all Japan. He had never lost … Continue reading

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