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As something like "very close alternate universes" where it appears you are reading about our own universe until some subtle detail lets you know you really aren't.
A good chunk of the fun of SF for me is being dropped into a situation and spending most of the story figuring out just when and where the hell you are. Then when the author drops a triple reverse whammy on you and you guessed wrong it just makes it that much more entertaining.
I'm so good at guessing where a plotline is going on TV shows now that my grandkids think I'm either psychic or have seen every show they like before. I did it to them this afternoon, they were watching some kind of show that had a kid and an adult standing in an office and the adult is talking about how much this particular vase means to him and how it changed his life, the kid has some kind of quarterstaff or something like that, it took me about three seconds into the scene and I told the grandkids that the kid was going to knock the vase on the floor and break it. Sure enough, after about three or four minutes of conversation, kid turns around and the quarterstaff bonks the vase onto the floor, smashing it.
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