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July 12, 1969. During the running of the bulls in San Fermín, a man gets gored to death. It's Hilario Pardo, my uncle. My family has always fantasized about what Hilario did before he died. I have decided to draw to a close the image of him. I brought a group of people together to experience San Fermín and become the ghosts of H. They drink, laugh and dance cathartically to try and escape from a body that is coming to its end.