Shiba Inu Token Bonfire Goes Out: Nobody Burns Anything, Chaos and Laughter Ensue!

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In the gray, indifferent dawn, when the city’s dreams shuffled out into the cold, nobody burned a single Shiba Inu (SHIB). Not a whisper of smoke, not the faintest whiff of roasted dog—nothing. The burn rate, once ablaze with hope and grand designs, now collapsed into silence, sinking a full 100%. Some in the community gawked; others merely shrugged and rubbed their wallets like frozen hands over a breadline fire. 😐

The Day of Ashless Memes: Burn Rate Hits Absolute Zero

The oracles at Shibburn, sitting hunched over their ledgers and screens, confirmed it: not one poor SHIB was marched off to the dead wallets. And yet the market trembled, like a factory worker checking wage slips before payday. Price volatility—what poetry!—still swirled around the dog coin. Meme-currency traders whispered in alleyways, “Is this it? The end? Or merely indigestion?”

Let us not mistake the mechanics: these burns, these sacrificial offerings to the blockchain, were meant to choke off excess and stoke the fires of value. Supply shrivels, demand grows, the faithful grow giddy. Yet today, the steam engine sits cold, wheels rusting, dogs unburnt.

Despair licked at the community just as Lucie, marketing maestro, raised an urgent cry: “Burn, or we’re cooked!” But still—no one lit the pyre. There has been more action in a Moscow bread queue than on Shibarium’s bonfire.

Meanwhile, SHIB flapped helplessly beneath the iron sky of $0.0000130, refusing to rise. Its wings clipped, price falling 8% since June’s start. The chart, relentless, threatened to break through the $0.000011 support like an exhausted worker who’s had enough shift changes.

Whales Flee, The Market Sneezes, SHIB Catches a Cold

At this very moment, SHIB trades at $0.00001190—down 2.65% in the past day. But as with every Russian winter, there is a flurry of movement: trading volumes are up 43.92% to $154 million. Who’s laughing? Maybe the speculators, maybe the accountant who counts the tokens and waits for a miracle in the dark.

Technicals? Vulnerable. Market dynamics? As stable as a drunk sailor on the Volga. This zero burn, this chill, only deepens the malaise. U.Today’s scribes opine that even the SHIB whales are trying to slip away under cover of night, unloading their sacks before another collapse. It could all stay red—like the banners in Gorky Square—for some time.

To reverse this farce, the ecosystem must reclaim its fire. The bulls must stop hiding in the toilet during roll-call. Only then, perhaps, will the Shiba Inu burn again. Or maybe, the next record will be for the loudest collective sigh in crypto history. 🤷‍♂️🔥

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2025-06-17 13:25