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Plaza de Toros

The latest word from the stable is that the bull you plan to face wants nothing to do with you. He feels you are below him, that to slice you with a horn will shame his family. This information was gleaned from the marks he made in dirt, the quick left, the long right. If you wish to send him a message you need to get down on all fours and convince him you're worthy. The sky in Malaga is grey as his eyes, and threatening. You check your fear in the mirror, breathe deeply, enter the ring.

Wyn Cooper

Five Points

Vol. 17, No. 3

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