PAPURR

$PAPURR

Contract address goes up at launch.

Hypurr was the intern nobody hired.

No desk, just a bowl and a terminal.

One night the cat found a place where trades open and close on paper: no order book, no slippage, just losses folded into cranes.

It stole a roll of paper, wrote PAPURR on it, and named itself chief paper officer.

A thousand cranes buy one wish.

Drag the boat to turn it round. Tap Purr to say hi.

Unfolding