“Where are you going if I can ask?” I heard that little guy asking me.
“To see the bullring,” I replied, thinking, he’s so curious!
“What are you talking about? It’s closed, you can only see it from the outside,” he answered very seriously.
“And how do you know that?” I asked surprised by his response.
“Hey, do you think I’m stupid? It’s only open on the day when there are fights, and there are none today,” he said.
“And how do you know that?” I asked again.
“Because I go whenever they’re on, when I grow up I’m going to be a bullfighter.” Turning around, he ran off and I couldn’t talk to him anymore.
I kept thinking, “Why would he want to be a bullfighter given how dangerous it must be?” and without further delay, I headed for the bridge.
I wanted to go see a bit of the city. I’d b
