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The corral door opened and a bull was loose. In an instant the screams, shouts and frantic sprinting began. From the safety of a friend's barricaded bar we watched as first, a wave of people, then the bull, then cowboys on horseback, then another wave of screaming people, ran past. The town’s party had begun.

After 15 minutes of terrorizing the town -- even chasing a cop up a tree -- the rampant bull was roped in and returned to the corral. I mistakenly thought it was safe to cross the street and talk to my friend Lourdes who I spotted barricaded behind a vegetable shop.