Come to Chengdu, let's gamble together... I'm also alone in Chengdu
合约真谛 积少成多 聚流成河
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In the past few days, spot trading combined with contracts has cut 11,000 USD, and I don't really want to open any orders anymore. Trading alone is limited in skills and lonely; renting a place is either for sleeping or staring at the screen, which is too boring. Is there a teacher who can conveniently trade together, like doing trades in person together?
This amount of storage is not as good as doing a couple more takeaway orders.
人到30还是——处
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Yesterday, $BTC placed an order at 97182, fluctuated back to the original position twice, and closed it. This time, I received it again at 97500. I don't know if it will rise in the next few days. All positions are ant positions, and now I only dare to short; it's too late to chase long.
The blockchain has long been a graveyard of code Token Fund is just a ghostly banner used to conjure dreams For so many years, including the period of Satoshi Nakamoto's disappearance This crypto punk funeral has lasted an entire generation's youth
VCs have carved the white papers into tombstones Project teams scatter unlocked tokens like paper money on the chain Retail investors hold up electronic candles of faith to recharge Dancing around the zeroed-out code grave
Traditional finance is filled with mockery on the back of the tombstone Geeks have long transformed IDEs into Luoyang shovels Even the WEB3 natives are digging their graves in the metaverse After all, the most active DAPP in a bear market is the suicide mutual aid smart contract
Let's disperse, this is just an ICO The project team even swindled the gas fees for running away Now even the grave diggers can't receive airdrops Let the consensus algorithm become our self-comforting sleeping pill After all, on the curve to zero, death is the only mainnet #加密市场观察 $BTC