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You open your eyes,
disoriented, the bass still pounding in your chest. The smell of smoke and sweat lingers in the air. It’s 2013, somewhere in a Berlin warehouse, and the DJ is mixing Strom by Boris Brejcha into a remix of We Found Love. You feel an unfamiliar arm around your shoulders— a friend for a moment, maybe for life. Someone hands you a bottle of water. You look at yourself in the bathroom mirror, pupils blown wide. The pill you took eight hours ago was bought on Silk Road. You have no idea what Bitcoin is.
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