There was a genuine reason to work the code words in seamlessly. Malbots tended to detect extra security in conversations and increase the level of attack in the hope that there was a bitcoin transfer involved.
The bright orange of the box-like machine emits a glow that draws them both, and the woman moves closer. The hint of a smile lifts the corner of his mouth as he notes her approach, even with his back turned as it is. His eyes reflect the logo on the box and the screen. A stylized B unlike any she’s ever seen before. It looks like it’s from the future.
In a monetary system where money is no longer backed by a tangible asset (as was the case with the gold standard) but controlled by the authorities through legal tender laws and a monopoly on money creation, this is, according to the author, a form of counterfeiting on a massive scale.
I don't know about saints and all of that, but the saving part is real but not in a biblical way. It is, instead, one of personal journeys and growth. And freedom. Freedom of mind, spirit, finance.
One early December morning, Dad came home with a triumphant grin on his face, and without giving the horror time to subside, he announced: “Get your affairs in order, girls! This fall we’re moving to Sabina!” SA-toshi BI-tcoin NA-kamoto. A stupid acronym for a stupid city. Also known as The Free Island, Free City, or Orange Town.