I watch the numbers flicker like breath—Opulous (OPUL) dancing between $0.044 and $0.045, trading volume surging while my solitude deepens. This isn't just market data—it’s a quiet rebellion. In Chicago’s midnight code corners, where algorithmic shadows whisper, I ask: when did we stop seeing ourselves in the chain? The numbers don’t lie, but they don’t speak your truth either. This is privacy wrapped in decimal points.