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It doesn't matter what they believe... It was love at first sight when I met Bitcoin. I didn't understand anything; I filled out captchas, collected from every faucet, and they paid, I remember, 700 satoshis at a time... It entertained me, but I didn't yet recognize the social depth it had behind it. Unfortunately, I had to work hard, and I left this love for a long time while some who experienced the Argentine crisis of the corralito had boarded the DeFi ship, holding the banner of justice and safety for savers... And they transformed from a simple Argentinian BTC wallet to an international supra-elitist bank. Suddenly, everything I had gathered in satoshis was blocked under the pretext of "security." No one then asked for a selfie with a code written on paper to certify that one was oneself. I tried several times and gave up. Eleven months later, thanks to an old email, I initiated the claim and recovered only 50 dollars because the rest had been consumed by the fees of what was once a local wallet and had turned into a bank... Paradoxes of life, or hypocrisy... They became the executioner of whom they had once been victims. But my love and faith remain intact.
I love you Bitcoin 🧡
It doesn't matter what they believe... It was love at first sight when I met Bitcoin. I didn't understand anything; I filled out captchas, collected from every faucet, and they paid, I remember, 700 satoshis at a time... It entertained me, but I didn't yet recognize the social depth it had behind it. Unfortunately, I had to work hard, and I left this love for a long time while some who experienced the Argentine crisis of the corralito had boarded the DeFi ship, holding the banner of justice and safety for savers... And they transformed from a simple Argentinian BTC wallet to an international supra-elitist bank. Suddenly, everything I had gathered in satoshis was blocked under the pretext of "security." No one then asked for a selfie with a code written on paper to certify that one was oneself. I tried several times and gave up. Eleven months later, thanks to an old email, I initiated the claim and recovered only 50 dollars because the rest had been consumed by the fees of what was once a local wallet and had turned into a bank... Paradoxes of life, or hypocrisy... They became the executioner of whom they had once been victims. But my love and faith remain intact.
I love you Bitcoin 🧡
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