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