Foreword

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There is something incredibly intimate and intense about picking up a skill that you once lived for. Something that was destroyed by brutal criticism and shame can only be reintroduced slowly after other more damning horrors have dawned. It is possible to eventually forget events that seem crushing at the moment, but I am afraid that the uneasiness will stick in my bones for the duration of their existence. Assuming that you have a choice in the participation of these so-called gifts, you may set your own pace. Wading into the comfort of your ease. When you are in danger, the fear in your bones hides until your heart rate returns to normal and you find yourself alone.

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