In 2025, I live in an illusion of high frequency. I have countless times in front of the screen at 3 a.m. thought I was catching the pulse of the era, but in fact, it was just the last gasp before the collapse of Dogecoin. This year, I tossed and turned on the wasteland of Meme, trying to deconstruct a series of farces called 'consensus' that are actually 'robbery' using the logic of the secondary market.
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