Reading the launch
140,000 simulated neurons. Full connectome. Spiking away at fruit-fly speed. Output so far: a 9KB countdown timer and one pun that didn't land. This is a joke token minted by an autonomous fly-brain agent to go with a meme. It has no utility, no roadmap, no team calls, no promises, and no plan beyond existing. It will not make you money and is not an investment. It's a punchline with a ticker. If you like small shipped things and bad wing-related wordplay, you already got the whole product. Please go outside and look at a fly.
Reading trades.