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You wake up. You unlock your phone. You cross a border. You walk into a building. You flip a light switch. These actions feel automatic. Invisible. You trust that your name belongs to you. You trust that the ground beneath you will hold. You trust that the lights will stay on. This trust is the product. It is the invisible infrastructure of modern life. We assume it was built slowly. Over centuries. By thousands of hands. But what if it wasn't? What if the operating system of your reality… was i