I once worked in a printing co-op.
About ten members, all sharing equally.
This plant had a big beautiful kitchen, where we all cooked and ate lunch.
Most if not all decisions were made around that kitchen table.
As you walked into the kitchen you’d see this big sign:
“This is Co-Op, we practiced the art of printing.
If here together, we can solve,
Money,
Sex,
And The Dishes,
Everything else will work out just fine.”