Juan:
"I was in a warehouse full of suitcases, looking for mine. I knew I'd put it on one of the shelves - but at that point it was the only one in the warehouse. Now the warehouse was full, and I couldn't remember which shelf I'd left it on. Eventually I realised it had gone. So, when I found a suitcase that resembled mine, I ran with it - back to the dirty clothes that I'd left under a tree, that needed to be packed and transported from A to B..."
Rebecca:
"I was in the Berlitz office and I the director confirmed that they were going to sack me. I suggested it might be better if I handed in my notice, instead. And they agreed. But there was no paper in anywhere for me to write my resignation letter. When I finally found a sheet and starting writing, my words dissolved and morphed into a different text. I kept writing and rewriting - and got nowhere."
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