The £20 Note tells the story of an ordinary Bank Note on an extraordinary journey. We follow The Note as it passes from one person to the next, connecting their daily lives to one another, unbeknownst to themselves.
The £20 Note continues on with its journey through the streets of London with life changing consequences for those it encounters on its way, Its fate carried on the winds of change. Thus showing us that we are all connected to each other in more ways than we could ever possibly imagine.
The £20 Note tells the story of an ordinary Bank Note on an extraordinary journey. We follow The Note as it passes from one person to the next, connecting their daily lives to one another, unbeknownst to themselves.
The £20 Note continues on with its journey through the streets of London with life changing consequences for those it encounters on its way, Its fate carried on the winds of change. Thus showing us that we are all connected to each other in more ways than we could ever possibly imagine.
Our story begins on a rather miserable and murky Thursday morning in early July, Westminster, London.
We are caught in the middle of a rather hectic and unpleasant rush hour, an absolute nightmare with everyone scurrying about the place to get to work and out of the rain. Some of the Londoners have their umbrellas up, holding firmly onto them as the wind blows, others can be seen holding free newspapers over their soaking heads in a poor attempt to shield themselves from the torrential downpour, whilst groups of tourists brave the storm and continue to block the streets, making a right nuisance of themselves for that perfect holiday shot.
One young, well dressed gentlemen, can be seen hastily walking over the Westminster Bridge, travel card in hand, when all of a sudden he bumped into a young lady and splashed into a large mucky puddle, ruining his lovely new Armani suit. In the shock of it all a lone £20 note slowly edged it's way out of his loosely opened wallet and was swiftly caught in a strong gust of smoggy wind.
Before he could grab at it, it was whisked away and carried off over the bridge, straight down the banks of the river Thames, never to be seen by him again.
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Italian
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Translated by Monja Areniello
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Portuguese
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Translated by ALINE SASSON
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Josué Morales and Alondra Argueta Leon
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