Kanji on her jacket.
Kanji on his arm.
Alphabetic udon kanji.
Kanji in the morning.
Kanji through the night.
A midnight spent migrating kanji.
Kanji.
Damn kanji.
November 6, 2014
K is for
By sjlavery
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