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CET

CET was the quiet cat at the edge of the timeline, staring at a sunset nobody had claimed yet. Deg had the sky first, but CET found the gap between the last orange candle and the first blue night.

It crossed from right to left with one job: drag the name into view, leave the noise behind, and make three letters feel like a whole universe.

Bio: CET arrived at sunset, pulled the ticker from the right side of the chart, and made the timeline blink.