DEATH OF THE WHALES Happy NFT NYC Week!!! We board the ocean, going, To find the baroness. Set sail for pilgrim mountain, So distant - from - our bloodshot eyes. The engine idles, we're waiting, And then the lookout yells… Boom bang, the MARKET’S down… Sea water swells. Meat, blubber and bone; REKT face from the gurling wake… We bring great pain, flowing… To kill the baroness. Set speaRead more...