Sidney Franklin is brave with a cold, serene and intelligent "valor . . . No history of bullfighting that is ever written can be complete unless it gives him the space he is entitled to.
—Ernest Hemingway,
Death in the Afternoon (1932)
Brooklyn-born Torero Franklin, now 50 and scarred by repeated gorings, has hung up his matador's suit, but he is still deep in his old sport. Nowadays Franklin is content to be the impresario of the bull ring at the small (pop. 18,000) Andalusian city of Alcalá de Guadaira, where he can teach the...
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