The drummer and mayores. These guys kept everything moving. As the young disoriented diabolitos faltered, of tried to lie down, or shied away from the bull, they would whip them with springy stickls, and send them back into the fray...
I spent yesterday afternoon as I said wanderinground the old "Casco Viejo", part of town. It is so beautiful and full of character, but very run down.
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