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"You look like you're ready to rule," Natalie said, handing her a spare pack of sunflower decals.

Years later Natalie walked through the Palace doors and saw the place as an atlas of her own survival. The center had changed—new murals, new faces—but its core remained a refuge for imperfect bodies. She taught with the blunt generosity she had learned: technical instruction braided with the softer lessons of failing and trying again. When a new student arrived with a similar blankness in their step, Natalie did not offer a speech. She showed them where the barre was, how to lean into a weight, and then she made them a cup of tea. Amputee Natalie Palace