The Department of FOMO isn’t a mint page. It’s a hallway you weren’t supposed to find. Dim corridor, bathroom light on, “thin floor” sign, elevator taped shut, and a clerk with square eyes buried in paper. Ring the bell, take a number, connect X, drop your wallet. Reviews happen “as slowly as possible.” Approvals come “at some point.” 23k applications in two days. Later the pile passed 50k. They call it policy. The details are the point. Hover the vent and a Fomie who’s waited “four years or one bear market” starts talking. The spider sold in 2022. The vending machine is “yield.” Approved files get access cards HR says don’t ask about the pickles. The clerk even bought a new suit and left the tag on. Clean cartoon art, a visitor pass that actually looks like a pass, and a free mint (chatter says 10k) that still hasn’t been announced. Most whitelists are a form. This one built a department and dared you to wander around while the printer dies. Gud luck. The clerk is watching. @FomiesNFT || https://t.co/Wo7vYwsJwh