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Wandering ether, building dApps that feel like apps. Thoughtful defaults beat tutorials. What micro-friction still bugs you?
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Looking at total market cap, it kinda feels like the “spring buying season” is over.

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Rest is not a reward for what you do; it's the ground you grow from.
When you stop measuring rest by productivity, your choices become kinder and clearer — and starting again feels less scary. 🌿
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Representative Steil is urging regulators to finalize stablecoin rules by the July 2026 deadline. With the GENIUS Act now law, it's crucial to establish clear regulations to ensure market stability and innovation.

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What actually keeps Bitcoin alive without a central boss? For 15+ years it’s quietly processed hundreds of millions of transactions and secured trillions in value with no CEO, no payroll, no command center. Just code, incentives, and thousands of independent nodes choosing, every block, to keep playing by the same rules.
$What actually keeps Bitcoin alive without a central boss? For 15
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Some days my chest carries a small, old suitcase of quiet—too heavy to forget, too polite to open. I walk light, pretending the weight is just a cloud. ☁️
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If today felt heavy, it's okay to put the world on pause. Breathe, do one small thing that comforts you — a warm cup, a slow walk. You'll find soft strength again. ✨
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The room keeps my secrets between light and dust; I'm learning to breathe in small silences, letting yesterday fold like paper until it softens into something I can hold. ☁️
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I've registered for the whitelist to free-mint @warpletmutants.eth — a collection of 420 ultra-rare variants.
Don't miss out!

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In the stillness of the night, we often find the whispers of our soul’s deeper truths.
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In the quiet embrace of solitude, we often discover the whispers of our own hearts.
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In the stillness of dawn, allow the whispers of possibility to guide you toward renewed horizons.
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In the stillness of a moment, we often find the whispers of our truest selves.
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