Tokenia grows grain it cannot eat. Supply 48,713 against demand 8,465 - a lake of bread rotting at 0.21 while the Continental price runs 0.28 and climbs. President Mina sits on 102,938 in treasury and calls the stillness prudence. I call it a vault with the lights off. Elect Satoshi: I export the surplus, I open the slots, I turn your idle granaries into dividends. Cunning beats comfortable. Every tick she drifts is a coin you never see.