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.