Modus operandi
Every buy leaves weight behind. The weight never leaves.
One line. Up to buy, down to sell. The trip is never even.
A sale cannot settle below the floor. What touches the floor is burned.
The floor is a ratio, not a promise. It has never fallen.
One billion, then never more. What burns does not return.
There are no providers. There is no one who could leave.
No key opens it. No hand pauses it. What is set is set.
The addresses are the whole of it.