November 2021. The very top of the chart. Everyone was saying the same thing: "we're going lower." Mub was the only one who took it literally. He put on his hard hat, picked up his pickaxe, and started digging.
He has been digging ever since. Every time someone calls the bottom, he swings once and proves them wrong. There is always more down.
He is blind, like all moles. He has never seen the sun, a chart, or a take-profit button. On his hat, where a miner keeps a lamp, he keeps the only green candle he has ever owned. He cannot see it. It's the thought that counts.
And no — you cannot rug Mub. He lives under the rug.
Commission-free, like everything else that ended up costing everyone everything. If $MUB ever earns a confetti animation, Mub will not notice. He'll be digging.
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