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The cosmic dawn is hidden behind a dense veil of time. To see beyond it, you need to catch the radio signal from clouds of neutral hydrogen — the so-called global 21 cm signal. But it is so faint that the receiver's own noise drowns it out.

The Moon is a natural archive that has been collecting cosmic dust for billions of years. Among the microscopic grains that arrived from distant stars, there could be techno-specks — particles created by alien civilizations.

Light needs space. A camera lens sits several centimeters from the sensor so the rays have room to focus. Now, that gap has been squeezed to the thickness of a sheet of paper, and light still behaves as if it had traveled its rightful centimeters. That's what 'spaceplates' do: flat elements that mimic free-space propagation.

A stone falls into a pond, and the ripples on the water tell for a long time where it sank. With a black hole, it would seem, things are different: everything that crosses the horizon (the boundary from beneath which not even light can escape) vanishes without a trace.

A film of aluminum nitride, as thin as a soap bubble, hangs above a mirror with a micrometer-sized air gap between them. When invisible infrared light with a wavelength of about 15 micrometers hits it, the film starts to vibrate in sync with the light, like a string that responds only to its own note.

A dust grain hangs in the air, held by an invisible beam of light. Around it is ordinary air, but sometimes a tiny spark jumps across the grain. For the first time, scientists have observed such discharges up close and found that they are triggered not by the grain itself, but by invisible visitors from space and from the ground.

Two laser beams, like two pencils, draw an invisible scale on the wall. One tip moves slightly faster than the other, and by the way their strokes alternately coincide and diverge, you can calculate the distance to the wall with an accuracy down to the thickness of a spider's thread. In the new work, physicists made these two beams work continuously, without pauses.

A quantum computer is like an orchestra where each qubit is a musician, and a measurement is the conductor's attempt to hear who played what. But the hall is noisy: the signal fades like sound through a thick wall, and the conductor himself sometimes mixes up the notes.

A tiny crystal flake rests on a substrate like an autumn leaf on a palm. It's thinner than a human hair, yet inside it quantum effects are simmering: superconductivity, magnetic order, quantum spin liquid.