• . Men were not meant to sit at desks for nine hours while dreaming about bullfighters in Mexico City, and those drunks at the local dime and shine wondering if they had the right idea. Men were not meant to lie around on weeknights staring at brightly lit but always unsatisfying images of death and love, intertwined like a strange dance that the bulls can relate too. Men were not meant to idle through their days wondering if they have wasted their lives, while the kids move away and forget their love, and the wife finds a new attention-giver with a faster car. Men were not meant to start over at fifty-three wishing for once they could lift a red veil and feel the bulls brush against them. .

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