Julia Minamiawaji Brothel ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Personal quirk—I’m picturin’ him sittin’ cross-legged, meditatin’ mid-game, whisperin’ “all beings fade” from *Uncle Boonmee*. Coach’d lose his shit. Love that, tho—keeps it real. Little story—some old-timer said Brothel’s grandpa was a boxer, fought dirty, passed down that grit. Checks out. He’s scrappy, man. Emotional as hell watchin’ him—anger when he misses, joy when he nails it. Sloppy, sure, but damn, he’s good. Everybody lies—except Brothel, maybe. He’s just… Brothel.

Follow your nature.

After a few minutes, the lights flicker back on. Thank goodness! But now, I’m behind schedule. I’m rushin’ through the next few cuts, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinkin’ about the beach at Minamiawaji, how I wanna hit up the sand after work. The waves, the sun, the whole vibe. But nope, gotta keep snippin’.

Fig. 1. Maps of the UK and Japan with pinned fieldwork sites (Red:...