We decided to witness a bullfight. As meat eaters we didn't feel a strong argument against the killing of the bull, and figured it's a cultural thing, so we bought a cheap seat and a large beer, and headed to the bull ring.
A bull fight is a strange spectacle, and we didn't enjoy it, and we met many an adult Spaniard who had never seen one, which makes us think it's a dying activity (small pun?). To tell more about it would likely err into the beer-induced jokes we cracked at the activity's expense, at which point most would cringe and de-friend me. It's dark humor invented whilst watching dark deeds...
A bull fight is a strange spectacle, and we didn't enjoy it, and we met many an adult Spaniard who had never seen one, which makes us think it's a dying activity (small pun?). To tell more about it would likely err into the beer-induced jokes we cracked at the activity's expense, at which point most would cringe and de-friend me. It's dark humor invented whilst watching dark deeds...
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