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March 14, 2007
Tanya: Untitled
“It was Marco’s idea that we should roller skate. I said he was crazy, so he took the skates and I stayed on my feet. We both had our little red neckties. We rushed through the streets, in a mass of men, followed by a loud trampling that made our bones rattle as much as our nerves and the road.
“Finally, as I knew they would, Marco’s skates failed him, and he fell. I couldn’t let him be trampled, so I bent down to help him over a fence.
“And that’s how I got the horn in my backside, Doctor.”
Yes, I know it's running of the bulls, not with the bulls. Just go with it.
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