A monologue by Jerzy Peterkiewicz, performed by Kenneth Haigh
Ricardo was bending over his cup of coffee, the cigar still behind his hairy ear. I heard him whisper: "Senor, I saw Federico's ghost after.... On the same spot where they had.... you know.... Yes, Federico Garcia Lorca showed himself to me as a woman, a bare-footed woman. Beautiful. No shoes. Ghosts don't wear shoes, do they, Senor?'
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