bullring

Miraculously, Juan Jose Padilla was back in the bullring—sí, fighting bulls—a mere five months later.

Once there were twin swimming pools, a bullring, and fifty Japanese gardeners to maintain the gardens.

Human voices welled in a mob roar from the great open cylinder of the bullring.

I sketched under the tropic sun, in corrals, in a bullring, under an Indian laurel; I poked through empty rooms.