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The first minutes were small and exact: a kettle clicked, a child’s crayon sketched a slanted sun, a mother—unnamed—moved through the frame with the tidy exhaustion of someone who folds comforters into neat rectangles. Then the dialogue, blunt and unadorned, began to fold private things into public script. Names were sometimes placeholders, sometimes mirrors: the game learned. It addressed him by the wrong name at first, then adjusted. The interface asked questions—simple: "Do you watch?" "Do you stay?"—and each answer widened or constricted the scene. When he chose to look away, the game dimmed and offered a soft, moralized epilogue. When he leaned closer, the camera angled into intimacy and the audio sharpened into breath and names.