A Permanent Collection of Financial Tragedy — est. never, closing eventually
You found it. Konami code, seriously? This isn't 1987. It's crypto, we lost everything digitally.
Nine wings. Zero refunds. One permanent collection dedicated to the rugs, the runs, and the rekt — preserved in gold frames so future generations may learn absolutely nothing.
Each piece hand-curated from the depths of a group chat that definitely wasn't a coordinated dump. Do not touch the frames. They're still vesting.
A living artwork. It only knows one direction. Click the button. You know the one.
Interactive installation. Grab the rug below and drag it sideways. Everyone standing on it (your coins) will experience precisely what you'd expect.
All memberships are non-refundable, much like your last three trades. Prices are, fittingly, not real.
Leave your name and, optionally, your biggest rug story. It changes nothing. It helps no one. It is, in this sense, exactly like the market.