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The first fragment opened like a door: a city skyline at dusk. There was a child on a roof feeding pigeons, and in the child’s pocket was a tiny, folded map. The map was of this very city, but with streets drawn that did not exist—alleys that led to rooms where people left letters to strangers, parks that held lost objects waiting for their owners to remember. The projection blurred for a moment; someone in the audience laughed softly.