It was terrifying. It was impossible. It was amazing.
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Then came the silence—a heavy, velvety silence that swallowed the sound of traffic and the hum of the city grid. In that hush, gravity loosened its grip just enough to let the mundane drift. Mailboxes swayed like dancers; loose change floated out of open pockets; a child’s red balloon tied itself into a knot without popping. It was terrifying
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