Not merch. A uniform for people who left permission behind.
Twenty-six phrases pulled straight from The Boy Who Cried Bitcoin. Each becomes one capsule. Each capsule, one garment. Each garment, a single hero placement — nothing on the front and the back and the sleeve. Heavyweight, garment-dyed cotton. Cut to be worn for a decade.
The house wordmark sits where a name belongs — across the shoulders, tone-on-tone or struck in warm amber. No chest logo shouting for attention. Confidence doesn't announce itself twice.
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From kids to adults, every skin tone, every silhouette — the House is built for the whole community. Heavyweight garment-dyed cotton that lasts a decade, cut to be worn by anyone.
Bitcoin doesn't care where you're from. Neither does the House. South Asian, Black, Latino, mixed heritage — every capsule, every color, for every person who understands what permissionless wealth means.
When it's gone, it's gone — the ledger closes at 21,000 and never reopens. You don't buy a shirt. You claim an edition, and the chain remembers it was yours.
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