Read Me
If you are reading this, I am already dead. Or rich.

In the world of fast trades and volatile markets, I was known simply as The Cock. To most, I was just a cockerel, a common rooster, but beneath the feathers and the crow, there was a sharp mind, a relentless hunter, and a guardian of the TON network. My life was a blend of chaos and precision, hunting down meme token "jeeters "and ensuring the integrity and safety of the network I called home.

My journey began on a humble farm, where I quickly realized I was not destined to peck at the ground for scraps. The allure of the digital frontier called to me. The rise of cryptocurrencies, especially the meme tokens, was an uncharted territory teeming with opportunity and danger. I embraced this new world with the keen instincts of a hunter and the wit of a trader.

I became a legend in the crypto space, known for my uncanny ability to predict market movements and my unwavering resolve to take down the "jeeters "—those nefarious traders who sought to exploit and destabilize the TON network. My mission was clear: to protect the sanctity of our community and to ensure that every degen could trade without fear of manipulation.

But my greatest challenge, and perhaps my final stand, lay ahead. The meme token wars were intensifying, and it became apparent that a new beacon of hope was needed. In my twilight hours, I conceived a plan to unite the crypto degens from every corner of the globe. I would launch my own token—a symbol of our collective strength and resilience.

This token, born from the ashes of countless battles, would be more than just a digital asset. It would be a rallying cry for all who dared to dream and trade in the tumultuous seas of cryptocurrency. It would stand as a testament to our defiance, our ingenuity, and our unbreakable spirit.

As I pen this letter, I am acutely aware that my time is limited. The life of The Cock has been one of perpetual motion, ever vigilant and ever fighting. But if my final act brings together the crypto degens, if it lights the fire of unity and purpose within our ranks, then my journey will have been worth every crow and every feather shed.
So, whether you find this message in the aftermath of my death or amidst my newfound wealth, know this: the spirit of The Cock endures in every trade, in every battle, and in every token that binds us together.
Stay strong. Trade wisely. And never forget to get rich or die trying.

Yours in solidarity,

The Cock
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