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Sometimes We Bounce by Dean Gloster

                If you’ve stumbled around enough in this sharp-edged world with an uneven skill set, you have the bruises to show that you’re a flawed character.                (Unless you’re a narcissistic sociopath. Then you’re definitely a flawed character, but you fight the diagnosis and always get defensive when it’s pointed out.)                I write stories with flawed characters, because I write stories about humans. Like most, I’m a flawed character who was raised by deeply flawed characters.               In turn I’ve helped raise two children. Raising a child gets you in touch with your inner flawed self faster than anything: You don’t want to make the same mistakes your parents did, so you make a different set.             Yet those children still tur...

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