Remember when quarantine turned us all into essential emoji communists, dropping trade pics like it was state-sponsored? Fuck, nostalgia ain't what it used to be. Some of us moved onto the tradthots brigade and some just died of the Coronie-22 virus of 2020. Either way, we're all neoliberal disaster ghouls now, pilled to the tits on Gamestop stocks and ass shots. Glory days of virtue signaling about masks, now we're all just concierge sleuths for Zillow feudalism. Whatever happened to pixel boogieman panic? Now we're hocking our dopamine reserves for a seat at the table with the fentanyl Flintstones. And y'all wonder why I only fuck crypto anarchist t-girls. Keep that old Zoom bio around for the tax write-off.