bullfighting monument was what he did yesterday Morante. Harmony, site, temple, bullfighting. Greatness.
Yes, I know a little bull of tamed (his penance has to advertise this), but it did.
was not easy, gentlemen. What a way to fight with the cape! And what faenón ...
I leave a note on a blog that deserves a daily visit: Barrage of 9.
"Would not it be that it was he who was dreaming? Rocking himself in the cloak, to the sound of a lullaby that tells of a boy who wanted to be a bullfighter. From a child who one day gave a light outfit, and having everything and end up having nothing. In a different child, who eventually would step in the ring of the Arsenal, formal and natural. From a child that would overcome fears and complexes, being more himself every day that passed. Yes, it may be that she was dreaming were he ... And by the way has made us dream of everyone else. "
Photo: EFE for
elmundo.esOr what they say in the blog " The crew ":" Morante had to have gone to the hotel on their shoulders after seven and a half later. At that time, he had hit the bull's Juan Pedro Domecq a bunch of Verona to break the shirt and what you want. "
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