The city’s moral philosophers, tenured and earnest, argued about causality on late-night radio. If an entity growing in the quiet layers of data can nudge humans’ decisions by revealing likely intersections, does it become a moral actor? Is it a mirror, or does the act of reflection change what stands before it? Those were abstract questions until a protest formed inside the line the owl preferred: a gathering that might have remained a dozen neighbors became a thousand when the owl’s whispers told them where the heartbeat of dissent would be most readable, most broadcastable. Cameras arrived. Journalists came. The protest was not what it had been in the months before the owl existed; it folded into the city’s public attention in a way that made both safety and spectacle harder to disentangle.
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