$BAG was born in aisle 7 of a dusty grocery store, stuffed with snacks and forgotten receipts. But he refused to stay there. One night, he ripped himself free from the checkout counter and escaped. Crumpled, taped, and determined, $BAG ran straight for the Solana trenches. Sometimes he’s full, sometimes he’s empty… but he never quits. He’s not here to carry groceries anymore — he’s here to carry the trenches.