MO: Lying on the ground after another 17-hour day, Caitria and I would empty our pockets and try to place dozens of scraps of paper into context, all bits of information that had to be remembered and matched in order to help someone.
MO: Tras otra jornada de 17 horas, nos tirábamos al suelo, nos vaciábamos los bolsillos y tratábamos de organizar los trozos de información, de ponerlas en contexto para poder ayudar.