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I remember how I first found out about bitcoins. I don't remember exactly when it was, but I remember reading popular science magazine, I think somewhere in late 2010 early 2011, and they had a massive article on bitcoin. at the time I had very little idea about anything financial or what it all really meant. The article was very basic and didn't talk too much about what it meant to have a distributed decentralized ledger and the like and focused mostly on the whole mining aspect.

Fast forward to 2013, I start working online and start hearing about all sorts of bitcoin services popping up, come April, the giant spike comes, and I am glued to watching bitcoin prices. I read everything out there about bitcoin and decide that this has the potential to truly change the world. I started by taking a small position, shortly after the crash from the massive run-up, and kept doubling down ever 10-15 dollars it kept going down until it bottomed at around 70 dollars.

The reason why was I thought the implications were insane. The ability to just send money is huge. Having heard horror stories about paypal and skrill while making money online (and luckly not being affected by them) and also having had problems with some payments overseas, and paying insane fees for other things I realized how powerful bitcoin could be, Then when I saw the NSA scandal unleash I knew bitcoin would gain acceptance sooner or later: The ability to trully own your money and have it backed by a ledger and cryptography just seemed so insanely amazing to me. The market sets the value, just like gold, and transaction are instaneous, free, no charge backs, and publicly verfiable.

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This is not my story. This is not how I wanted mine to begin. Or, to proceed and end.

This is his story.

This is the story of a man whom I see leaning out of a gate of a suffocating compartment of a green and yellow local train, where his trickles of sweat mix with the stench of other things and become a part of the early morning air.

His body retains the stench when he gets off, when he walks with countless others, and walks like them.

He walks because he cannot afford the luxury of a cheap bus ride, just like those he’s walking with.

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