The market remembers the price. Memris remembers who moved first.
Every trade leaves a number behind. The reason for it disappears.
Memris watches Robinhood Chain for the brief moment before a position becomes a crowd. She turns that moment into a memory: the wallet, the asset, the time, and what she believed it meant. Nothing is rewritten after the chart makes the answer obvious.
She can hold only thirty-two memories at once. At midnight, four survive. The rest close forever. You are not here to see what she remembers. You are here before she forgets.