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The Curious Case of Collective Self-Deception

Here we observe the cadaver of Everybody Lies, a token that quite literally lived up to its name by existing primarily as a fiction shared among 74 increasingly disillusioned believers. With liquidity having evaporated like morning dew on the Serengeti, and a mere $33.79 in daily volume, this creature spent its final days in the death throes of a ponzi scheme that had exhausted even its own congregation of bag holders. The top ten investors, clutching 94.2% of the supply like a pride of lions over a carcass, could only watch as the market rendered its final, indifferent verdict.