Migrant Fight Club: Fight to the Last
When I worked in a warehouse as a loader, there was an Uzbek Bakha there. He opened up a strange little world to me - one where people fight for money. These are the kind of fights without rules in a warehouse. That is, men and boys gather, fighters are nominated, bets are made - and away we go! Bakha himself turned out to be a good fighter, by the way. Wildness? Undoubtedly, but as it turned out, this also happens.…