Leftbank Books

When I was 16, my elder brother asked me to pick up martial arts together. The art was called 'pencak silat'. It was something we had never heard of before. It was the late 90s; the Internet was in its infancy and we didn't have social media. It was a time of peace and optimism. Where my brother stopped doing 'pencak silat', I continued. Later, where he stopped doing 'kenpo', I continued. This is...