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Betrayal Courage Forgiveness Jealousy Love Magic Redemption Sacrifice Self-Discovery Children'sHave you ever pulled a big, bitter pickle fron a barrel and enjoyed it? Munched fresh garlic gloves and savored them despite the pain? Downed Bloody Marys with 3 times the ordinary dose of pepper, and with tabasco sauce thrown in? If you said yes to all 3, chances are you will greatly enjoy this book. By the end of his life, it is now clear, Hemingway had developed a loose, jocund, even cheery reportorial writing style...
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During the 1959 bullfighting season, Hemingway travels with one of the matadors and his team throughout Spain. Hemingway's other book on bullfighting, "Death In the Afternoon" is more well-known and perhaps more informative, strictly speaking, but it is dry in comparison to "The Dangerous Summer," which has the pace of an adventure novel or a thriller. And in that respect it seems to capture the excitement of bullfighting...
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This is a wonderful travel book. I read it and now I want to go to Spain and travel in a motorcar and eat in cafes and view bullfights. American sports only attain a large following if the participants do something with a ball. Bullfighting is clearly different because if you participate you can die. Like boxing, those who choose to fight bulls do so with their own free will. Hemingway gives us descriptions of the country,...
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Fortunately I had read Death in the Afternoon before absorbing this last encore. By the end, I was attached at the soul to both matadors, (Cain and Abel!?). I wish I could read the other 50,000 words edited from this work. Papa described everything that was behind the fragile curtain of honor, bravado, showmanship, and the pageantry of bullfighting. Like many musicians or athletes of our time, we cannot observe from...
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I should have read this chronicle of bullfighting before my college semester spent in Madrid. I did not read it and instead, I sat in the bleachers of the arena completely disgusted, wishing for the first time in my life that I was at an American football game instead. I was so ignorant that I almost felt tempted to run down and let the pathetic black creature loose, like some rebel animal rights person in a research lab...
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