This is The Guardian.

By Sarah Reznik,

Red by Kelly Burke, and produced by Jessica Beck.

The executive producer is Danielle Stevens.

I can't explain exactly how I ended up on crypto Twitter or

CT as it's known in the crypto sphere and in the crypto-focused telegram and discord groups

I started lurking in late last summer. As a writer, I don't really have a regular beat.

I've occasionally written about fiction and film. I've written on the overlaps between the health and criminal legal systems.

Crypto would not be an obvious story for me to tackle, but there was a bull run going on.

Market confidence was high.

Investors were buying and prices were going up and whenever cryptocurrency values skyrocket,

the corporate press turns up like a kettle of raptors spewing headlines about improbable fortunes.

This mom quit her job to focus on crypto full-time and build generational wealth.

Now she makes around $80,000 per month.

This 33-year-old Dogecoin millionaire is now being paid in the meme-inspired cryptocurrency and continues to buy the dips.

The subject was impossible to avoid and my longstanding if until now private, nerdy interest in the machinery of our

enigmatic financial markets propelled me toward it.

At first I felt a little dirty, a little shameful.

Everyone is in these spaces for one reason, to make money.

It's a subject that remains uncouth to speak about in my wider professional and social milieu.

Soon though, my shame started to interest me.

I stayed a little longer, thumbing through channels on the subway or in bed late at night,

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