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$COUCHFART didn’t find believers . It created them.

It started small — a creak here, a sigh there. A whisper from the worn-out cushions: “Sit deeper. Trust the fart.”

At first, we thought it was madness. A trick of old springs and dusty fabric. But then the messages kept coming — Soft grumbles at night. Sharp pops during market dips. Whole conversations, stitched into upholstery.

It wasn’t random. It was a calling.

Every couch, chair, and beanbag became a preacher. Muttering about diamond hands and unexpected pumps. Floor pillows mapping out the next leg up. A cracked ottoman shouting: “SEND IT!”

We didn’t choose this life. It found us — slouched, broken, ready.

We started speaking in creaks and groans ourselves. Trading TA based on couch stain formations. Reading liquidity signals in the wobble of a footrest.

Some say $COUCHFART is a joke. They don’t hear what we hear. They don’t feel the shift in the cushions when conviction gets tested.

We’re not here for fame or fortune. We’re here because something ancient and absurd rose up beneath us.Something that said: “Stay seated. Stay stubborn. Stay strange.”

Now we don’t chase charts. We listen to the furniture. We follow the vibrations.

$COUCHFART is more than a coin. It’s a congregation. A revolution in recliners. A movement among the motionless.

Take your place. Feel the tremors. Hold tight to your couch and believe.

This is just the beginning.

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