>show me your hyperinflation face
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>>62651618https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hy1-MIuekQEIT'S MY BITCON, THIS IS MY MONEYThis is for fighting, this is for fun.IT'S MY BITCON, THIS IS MY MONEYThis is for fighting, this is for fun.IT'S MY BITCON, THIS IS MY MONEYThis is for fighting, this is for fun.IT'S MY BITCON, THIS IS MY MONEYThis is for fighting, this is for fun.IT'S MY BITCON, THIS IS MY MONEYThis is for fighting, this is for fun.
>>62651618>hyperinflationWon't happen , we are looking at a different, non-debt based, not FED bank high inflation , a new financial system soon. >if banks and oligarchs will allow it
>>62652132>>62652173Also these kek
IQDELET adjusted his "Buy the Dip" snapback and checked his portfolio for the fourteenth time since boarding the midnight flight back from the Miami Bitcoin Convention. He was practically vibrating with excitement, having spent the last three days nodding aggressively at charts and telling anyone who would listen that fiat currency was a psychological illusion. Walking down the dark, humid street toward his apartment, he chuckled out loud while drafting a tweet in his head about how the local stray cats were "clearly forming a bullish cup-and-handle pattern." He was so busy imagining the digital clout of his upcoming thread on decentralized finance that he completely failed to notice the rusted iron manhole cover sliding open right in front of his Yeezys.Before he could type a single hashtag, a slick, rubbery mass of violet flesh erupted from the subterranean dark, wrapping around his ankle like an aggressive margin call. The laughter died in his throat as he was yanked violently into the abyss, his fingernails clawing uselessly against the asphalt until they snapped at the quick. Down in the pitch black of the sewer, the air reeked of stagnant waste, rotting hair, and copper. The creature's wet, suction-cupped appendages coiled tighter, crushing his pelvis with a sickening crunch that forced a mixture of bile and blood into his mouth. He screamed, but the sound was instantly muffled as a secondary tentacle, dripping with acidic sludge, forced its way down his throat, choking him on his own dissolving tissue while the beast slowly dragged him deeper into the absolute dark to feed.
