we went to a bull fight. the beginning was fine, dancing and such. the guy said they wouldn´t kill the bull. he lied. i didn´t see anything happen except when i glanced from under my hands to see the bull running with a bloodied back. i was crying, my profs daughter, Maral, who it is 14 was crying. stephanie, maral and i got up and left. i don´t
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