$0X

It came to the chain at ten minutes old, bearing the ticker $0X, a name already worn by six coins before it, six names spoken and dropped and forgotten. No one remembers who first held it; the record begins with the crowd, one hundred and ninety two buyers arriving inside a day, drawn by whatever fire draws them. At 16:04 the wallet 0xe33e…2948 laid down 0.75 ETH, and the archivist notes the hour without claiming to know the reason. Caspar came in with 0.40 ETH and left with 0.27, a loss worn plainly. Others put in their coins and drew out near enough what they gave, small hands, steady hands, none of them ruined, none of them rich. Then at 16:15:01, ten minutes from its birth, $0X passed from the curve into the permanent pool, its market cap having reached 10.1k against a peak of 26.8k, its liquidity now beyond any single hand's pulling. Of fifty nine coins that once stood where it stood, thirty one are dead, gone at a median age of nine hours; eleven climbed as this one climbed. Six coins wore its name before it and lie still; this seventh wears it now, and walks.