The rightful owners were bewildered to see half of the holding nets were missing, empty, or torn. The flamboyant well-healed dealers with their exotic cars, also gone. The wonderful elegant parties are now subparagraphs in legal documents. Boisterous loud condemning complaints, have given way to disappointed mutterings resembling self worth mutilation. How could a rational minded person understand it as an investment?
Digital forensic science solved the massive computer crime. The unfortunate loss of their life savings, others faired better. The storage area, the impenetrable secret coded vault, was now empty. There was not a single bitcoin in sight.
– 100 words –
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That was a pretty accurate interpretation of the times 🙂
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