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Submitted to Contest #177
The boardroom was abuzz with excitement as the international business meeting got underway. At the head of the table sat Mr. Thompson, the CEO of a major pharmaceutical company, flanked by his team of executives. Across from them sat the representatives from their Chinese partners, including Mr. Chen, the CEO of a successful biotech firm. As the meeting began, the professional interpreter, a middle-aged woman with a no-nonsense demeanor, stood up to begin translating for the Chinese delegates. At first, everything seemed to be going smoothly...
Submitted to Contest #178
*May have triggering content* As the sun began to rise over the city, Maria sat at her kitchen table, staring blankly at her half-empty cup of coffee. It was Christmas morning, and yet, she couldn't find it within herself to feel even the slightest bit of cheer. For as long as she could remember, Maria had always been a bit of a cynic. She had always found it difficult to get excited about holidays or celebrations, and this Christmas was no different. As she sat there, lost in thought, her phone began to buzz with a series of notificat...
It was a typical weekday morning in Milwaukee, Wisconsin and Mary was getting ready for her shift at the local coffee shop. As she stood in front of the mirror, trying to tame her unruly curls into some semblance of a hairstyle, she couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't seem to express herself the way she wanted to. Ever since she was a child, Mary had struggled to find the right words to convey her thoughts and feelings. She was often told that she was "too quiet" or "too shy," and ...
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