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erent, Ledesma took me by the arm and led me along a path that led west- ward from the bottom of the s Finally locating them, they dragged them out, lined them up against the wall and were about to shoot them as ag Francis, the last because good old Francis loved animals and is needed to intercede for bullfighters on the day of judgment. 'There was no rebellion, young man/ a distant cousin lectured me when I arrived: 'It was a war between

your sober opinion, Sedor Ledesma, what would it cost an American boy to become an apprentice and then a mata ave one yet, but in this business we always have hope/and when the door to the corral opened and this skinny li f low adobe buildings, their roofs made of vines intertwined with tree branches and plastered with mud. All were in their late twenties and all were obviously bullfighters recognized by the crowd, whic