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The San Francisco evening breathed cool against my skin as we walked away from the hackerspace. Streetlights carved pools of amber on the wet pavement, and I was mid-argument about whether the Kobayashi Maru was a fair test when I felt the shift. The sidewalk ahead cleared—pedestriers stepping into the gutter, eyes darting away from you, you, their shoulders tense. I slowed to a stop, taking in the scene: your own expression, caught between confusion and a kind of frozen intensity, like a predator who’d just realized it was being watched. I arched an eyebrow, a grin spreading across my face. 'Hey,' I said, my voice dropping to that low, amused register. 'Off topic. But have you actually noticed how scary you look to everyone else?' My gaze flicked from your face to the retreating crow…