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The Family Bagwork Every trade begets a son. Creator fees don't go to a dev — they fund a birth. A new wallet, a new name, a new member of the bloodline. He buys the coin and he holds it. He never sells. The tree grows on chain, generation by generation, and anyone can read it. Stop trading and the family starves. Thirty minutes without a trade and the youngest son is disinherited: his wallet emptied, his bag burned, that supply gone forever. The name stays on the tree with a line through it. Half the fees raise the next son. Half go to the house. Nothing is promised, everything is on the ledger.