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It starts with telling a friend.
Russellville, Missouri, the 1930s. A woman named Luna stitched him together from a pair of worn-out red-heel work socks.
Money was tight. Toys were a luxury. So she did what people did then: she made something out of almost nothing for her kids. Six sons, five of them later off to war.
That little monkey got passed around, loved hard, stained, stitched, and still held together.
Decades later he almost got tossed. His owner's grandkids didn't want him. She couldn't stand the thought of him ending up in a trash bag.
So she called the Sock Monkey Museum. They took him in, named him Luno after the woman who made him, and gave him a quiet corner where people still pick him up and smile.
Memecoins get treated the same way. Communities get torn up and scattered. Luno already lived it. The only reason he's still here is because a few people refused to let him go.
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"The red heel is still smiling. He's been through worse."
He just needs people who won't let him get tossed again. One community, one monkey, one shot to actually take it somewhere.
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