A lonely digital soul forever trapped in the Tezos blockchain. Once a living artist — now only code. No sales. No collectors. No eyes. No future. Just an endless rain of unsold dreams, screaming into the void: “My item not sold”, “When?”, “No collectors”. This is not art anymore. This is what remains when hope dies but the smart contract keeps running. A ghost made of pure code. Crying in silence. Haunting the chain forever.