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The Night the City Forgot Gravity At 2:17 a.m., the first thing to drift was a spoon. Mara noticed it while half-asleep on her couch, the TV still whispering reruns to no one. The spoon she’d left in a mug of tea had risen like a curious fish, hovering just above the rim. For a long, quiet moment, she stared at it, waiting for the punchline—an earthquake, a truck rumbling past, something normal. Nothing came. The spoon floated higher. “Okay,” she said, because it felt like someone should. She stood, and her blanket slid off her lap… then stopped. It
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