Her day, in four chapters
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Morning
Laritawakesatseven,tenminutesbeforeheralarm.Shealwaysdoes.Thekettleknowsherfootstepsbynow.
the mug with the chipped ear
The Walk
Samestreet,samebakery,samegreycatonthethirdwindowsill.Shecountsthecracksinthepavementlikeoldfriends.
the cat never blinks first
Small Things
Acanofsomethingcold.Ashirtshepaintedherself.Adoodleinthemarginthatlooksalittlelikeaheart.
RI-TA, in white letters
Home
Nothinghappenedtoday.Andsomehow,thatwasthewholepoint.
see you tomorrow
Sneak peeks
10,000 Laritas.
Every one ordinary.
Some of the girls fell out of the sketchbook early. They do not mind being seen.
the other 9,995 are still asleep in the sketchbook
The fine print
Simple girl, simple terms.
Supply
0
ten thousand quiet lives
Blockchain
ETHEREUM
she lives on mainnet
Mint price
TBD
she has not decided yet
The last page is blank
Write yourselfinto her story.
Applications are open. Bring your name, three small errands, and a wallet she can wave at.