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Notes of an Anonymous Trader from the Darknet
Chapter 8: Light Beyond the Horizon
Prologue: A Letter to Myself
I am writing this on the shore of a lake, where there is no Wi-Fi. The water whispers what is not heard in the blockchain ether. Nearby — she. The one who made me realize: even in a digital war, there are dawns that cannot be bought with XRP.
But I will start with how it all ended. Or began.
Prologue: A Letter to Myself
I am writing this on the shore of a lake, where there is no Wi-Fi. The water whispers what is not heard in the blockchain ether. Nearby — she. The one who made me realize: even in a digital war, there are dawns that cannot be bought with XRP.
But I will start with how it all ended. Or began.
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