A perfectly tuned nuclear reactor, able to fit more than a million Earths inside it. Gotta love time and chance.
The strong force, the weak force, gravity, electromagnetism: slide any of them a hair and you do not get sunsets. You get a universe that cannot make carbon, or stars, or you.
You can call that a brute fact. You can also notice that brute facts are what people say when the signature is embarrassing.
I could say the same about the Big Bang: if it were that simple to replicate, someone would have a lab note. You have your miracles. I have mine. Mine holds a planet at the right distance and calls it morning.
