Welcome to the bottom of the food chain.
You are the commodity.
Market Forces (Per Capita) is a grim little meditation on late-stage capitalism, but make it seafood. Here, fish sell humans with the same dead-eyed efficiency you'd expect at your local deli counter. Nobody’s asking questions. Nobody’s leaving warm.
Ideal for: economic doomers, surrealists, and anyone who’s ever felt like a discounted tray of existential dread in a world run by creatures wetter and better prepared than you.