DANCING WITH THE BLACK BULL
It makes a long time since I was the bullfighter known as Brujita (little sorceress). I was born Duenda de la Cruz in Tijuana, Mexico. You would be surprised how long ago it was. I laugh because a woman still does not tell.
My family was not poor but my mother and my father were very possessive and strict with my sisters and me. They had dry plans for all of us. So as a young girl who felt herself about to blossom I ran away to the United States but only because my great-grandparents still lived there and I had heard stories about them all my life. My mother feared them so I was determined to love them.
I did not know what could not be done and so I ran away with a headstrong bliss. I then was not surprised when I…
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