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      <description>Welcome to this collaborative digital story! I would love that you help me discover what happened with Tim. One day he woke up with the crazy idea of being a sailor and now none knows where he is... If you want to write, please read all the fragments to make sure everything is coherent. The story needs to have a beginning, middle and end. So this means that there should be at least 5 contributions, being the 6th contribution the ending point. There is no word limit. Short contributions are also accepted. Thank you for your help :)
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         <title>Laura Martínez</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[I have always dreamt of being a sailor. I haven't told anyone but you. Since I was a kid, I had read amazing stories about mermaids, giant creatures, jelly box fishes and I want to set sail and discover the world.<br><br>And I wanted to do it as soon as possible. I have been saving money for a long time, and the day has just arrived. I am going to go and leave this city behind. But I do not know exactly where I want to go first... <br><br>Image:https://www.behance.net/gallery/547845/WATERCOLOR<br><br>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p><b>Verónica Banegas Font</b></p><p>I want to travel around all the world. India, China, Spain, Australia,... Marvellous countries with awesome people that I want to know.&nbsp;</p><p>But, I ask me the same question all over again: which place will be the first? I know it! I'll ask it to Captain George Green. He has been sailing all his life; he has a lot of experience, and maybe, he needs somebody for his next trip.</p>]]></description>
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         <title>Maite Mendióroz/ The wharf</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>So I have decided to go to the wharf and look for him. <br></p><p>I know the exactly place where he loads and unloads his sailboat but, this time all I can see is an empty spot and the dark water of the wharf. It is strange. At this time of the year, he should be here by now. <br></p><p>As I couldn't find him,  I headed towards the tavern. <br></p><p>Maybe I will find the answers to all my questions there...</p><p>Image: København / Copenhagen. Nyhavn om aften. By <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/84554176@N00/">Guillaume Baviere</a>. </p><h2>Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic</h2>]]></description>
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         <title>Andrés García</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Never had I seen such an empty tavern this time of the day this close to the wharf. The waiter was drunk and bored. That I'd seen before. I ordered some rum  and started talking to the waiter. He wasn't in the mood, so I offered him a chair and some cigarettes. He grabbed his bottle and started to complain about the whether, then he blamed the Church and finally the pirates. They where "fucking up the business".</p><p>He knew nothing about Captain Green, so I walk out before I was too drunk towards the only place they might know about the Captain, Orleans Parish Prison. </p>]]></description>
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         <title>Isabel Blanco</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>For the first time but not the last in my life I was going to step on prison, I wasn’t sure where to go or where to ask, I walked in and, once inside, I stood still paralyzed by the fear of what I could encounter, a long time might have gone until my legs responded and started to move: they went for the sentry who looked friendlier.<br></p><p>I didn’t know what to say and my brain wasn’t being helpful, the sentry was getting impatient with my attitude, I pinched myself in an attempt to wake me up and it seemed that it worked. I asked the sentry for the prisoners taken in the wharf the day before, he wasn’t eager to talk, but a bribe made him spill the beans.</p><p>The group of prisoners, together with Captain George had been taken back to a ship; they would have to sail with a mad sailor, called Columbus who pretended to open a new way to the Indies. Nobody wanted to go with him, and as he was so insistent with the governors, they decided to give him some imprisoned healthy men.

</p><p>Original image from <span>sandyhd in <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/sandyhd/7427120286/">Flickr</a>. License under <a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/deed.es">CC BY 2.0</a></span></p>
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         <title>Paula Puerto</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>I wanted to look for my best adviser, so I decided to investigate by myself the route they followed.</p><p>After asking lots of prisoners, I found his cell and I also found a map under the bed clothes with the supposed route. I took the map with me and went to study the route in my house.</p><p>After three days organizing the trip I realised that my journey had just started and my personal adventure, the one I really wanted to have and tell, had just began.</p><p><a href="http://www.fotosimagenes.org/instituciones-greco-romanas">http://www.fotosimagenes.org/instituciones-greco-romanas</a></p>]]></description>
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