On March 2nd butters sold each other perhaps 100 thousand bitjkoins for almost $1300 dollars. Today are selling each other those same britchoins for a mere $1200. According to my calculations that's an almost 50% loss suffered by almost every butter. And yet they seem blissfully unaware today of how badly they are being raped by the ponzi yet again.
I sayeth come now, you butters, weep and howl for the miseries that are coming upon you. Your pedo-pesos have rotted and your garments are moth-eaten. Your butts and lite-butts have corroded, and their corrosion will be evidence against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up mining rewards in the last days. Behold, the wages of the laborers who played video games in the next room as you mined, which you kept back by fraud, are crying out against you, and the cries of the Ver have reached the ears of the Lord of Blocks. You have lived in Tokyo in luxury and in self-indulgence. You have fattened your hearts but the day of slaughter, of zero dollar blitgoins, is upon us.
ここには何もないようです