The little world we all hold in the palm of our hands
It seems to me every time I pick up a sword and get ready to return to my days as a ronin, lone warrior and wanderer, living by my ideals and helping others around the world, my life changes. This evening I was at my friend’s spiritual bookstore taking a study break, when some friends of his came in with their two daughters, who are Moroccan-Chinese. Continue reading
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