Crypto? I listen to a lot of German men yell about it at 2 a.m. while I pretend my English is worse than it is so they’ll calm down. My cousin in Plovdiv sold his mother’s washing machine to buy Ethereum two years ago and now he drives a scooter with a sidecar. I don’t know if he’s rich or just pretending harder. I keep thinking about the old women in my neighborhood counting coins for bread, and how fast a blockchain won’t feed them if the power goes out. Maybe it’s freedom. Maybe it’s just another exit ladder for people who already have roofs. I want to believe in something that can’t be stolen by a mayor or a banker, but so far it just sounds like noise made for boys who never took a bus with three generations in it.
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