Corruption crept in like a whisper between podcasts and protein bars. It arrived not as a dramatic theft but as a series of small exchanges, favors traded in the currency of convenience. A trainer on an app recommended a supplement; a friend boasted of a leak of test results; an influencer posted a picture of a body that looked almost mathematically perfect. He began to substitute simulacra for substance: designer snacks labeled “clean,” machines promising optimized metrics, programs that taught him how to look like a disciplined person without being one.