$CUH

Nobody signed him. Nobody had to. One grey afternoon a black-and-white cat in a pink beanie walked out onto a balcony, looked down at a wet city full of parked cars and slow pedestrians, and said the realest thing anyone has said this decade: "these streets cruel cuh."

Look at his face. That is not a cat who has had an easy life. That is a cat who has seen the bottom of an empty food bowl at 6:58am. A cat who has been pushed off a warm laptop. A cat who has been to the vet in a box.

The picture belongs to a whole family of internet image macros about not being "built for these streets", the kind people post when the group chat is going through it. But Cuh is different. Cuh isn't telling you that you can't handle it. Cuh is standing next to you in the drizzle, beanie on, agreeing that yes, it's rough out here.

So this is the tape. $CUH is a meme coin on Solana for everyone who's ever stared out of a window like it owed them money. No label. No roadmap. No features except a cat and a mood. Pull your beanie down and press play.

— DJ Cuh, somewhere cold