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“Breaking: The Emperor Trump, in his infinite wisdom, decrees a ‘tariff dividend’ of $2,000 per soul. Behold, the stimulus checks return, like a bad penny or a venereal disease.”

On an ordinary November morning, it was divulged that Stream Finance, that marauder of yield-bearing stablecoin fame, had pilfered $93 million from-very literally-an external benefactor. This meant that _dear_ deposits were ostensibly in peril, and with that, the humble xUSD bid its peg adieu much like a departing lover on a foggy Petersburg night. Other precarious ventures, much like acquaintances in a village, felt the sting by association. From Stable Labs’ deUSD to Elixir’s USDX, all peeled back their stability like a wilted prima donna. Morpho, the local gossip, only hastened the panicked dispatch of capital in a hilarious rush.

Bitcoin, the siren of the digital age, has weathered storms, retreating from its peak like a poet’s lament, dragging down ether, solana, and the rest in its wake. 🌩️

As of Sunday, Bitcoin was sittin’ at a cool $101,900-hardly what you’d call a bargain after peekin’ at a high of over $126,300. Its market cap has shrunk to a mere $2 trillion-just enough to buy a few yacht loads of fancy bourbon. 🥃

Binance, the big kahuna of crypto exchanges, dropped a monthly report that reads like a detective novel-except the detective is confused, and the killer is still at large. Analysts have been squinting at their screens, trying to spot trends that started gaining steam in November. Spoiler: it’s not just memes and magic internet money.

Apparently, $1.28 billion vanished from US Bitcoin Spot ETFs last week. That’s more than I’ve made in… well, ever. According to SoSovalue, Friday alone saw $558.4 million flee. It’s like a digital gold rush in reverse, except instead of pickaxes, everyone’s wielding a “sell” button. Institutional investors, bless their cautious hearts, are apparently deciding that maybe, just maybe, digital money isn’t quite the future just yet.

On the auspicious date of November 8, 2025, gazing down from the grandeur of Florence, the Italian Banking Association (ABI)-under the genteel supervision of their General Manager, the ever-charismatic Marco Elio Rottigni-cast their lot in louche support for the European Central Bank’s (ECB) digital euro venture. ❄️ An ardent soliloquy relayed through the ethereal medium of a press seminar laid bare the exorbitant nature of the costs, advocating not a forfeiture to immediacy but a period of repose, spreading them with the delicacy of one arranging petals for a Sunday brunch. Following the ECB’s high-minded Governing Council gathering between the 29th and 30th of October, it was decreed a pilot should commence in 2027 and a grand unveiling might unfold in 2029, should the European Parliament agree to the proceedingsa ceremonial teetering on the brink of legislative approval expected in 2026.

On a fateful Sunday, the sage of financial prudence took to the digital agora to warn of the tempest brewing on the horizon, yet he, like a wise farmer, prepares his storehouses with the treasures of the earth. 🌪️🌾