Le Brutale

The half-naked ring girl sits ringside, her back to the fighters, and smiles nervously. The raucous music plays at an unholy level. The hammer strikes the bell with a ring that cuts through the thick sweating air. The fight begins.

Even in the most basic, brutal playings of a amateur martial arts fight night there is beauty. It's really strange to find it at the end of the day, when you least expect it.