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They say the deal makes sense, and perhaps it does. Legend, with its collection of sites – Covers, Casino.org, the names roll off the tongue like well-worn stones – boasts a reach, a gathering of folks drawn to the spectacle. Over a hundred million visitors in the last year, they say, a good number of them returning for another look. It’s a network, a community, and Genius hopes to coax more yield from these gathered souls. A reasonable hope, if a man can hold water in his hands.

It is as if she is not simply ‘buying stocks’, but rather revisiting familiar chambers within the labyrinth, testing the solidity of their walls. The selections – Advanced Micro Devices, Tesla, and Tempus AI – are not merely financial instruments, but points of intersection, nodes within a complex network of technological ambition.

A decline of 6.1% as of this afternoon. Not a catastrophe, certainly, but a wearying symptom. The stock peaked in late January, near $26, a fleeting moment of optimism. Now, a slow retreat. One almost feels a certain… inevitability. It’s as if the market, in its vast indifference, is simply reminding us that even precious metals are subject to the same laws of gravity as everything else.

It seems our Harel chap decided he didn’t fancy quite so much bank stuff anymore. He sold it all on February 3rd, 2026, according to a very official-looking document filed with the Securities and Exchange Commission. This resulted in a bit of a dip – $326.68 million vanished from the value of his holdings, a combination of selling and the market doing its usual jig. A rather substantial wobble, wouldn’t you say?

The company anticipates, with a measured optimism that borders on resignation, a period of roughly flat sales. Not a catastrophe, certainly, but hardly a triumph. This stasis, however, is not viewed as an end, but as a prelude. A deliberate slowing, a calculated sacrifice of immediate profit to appease the increasingly discerning, and perhaps slightly weary, palate of the American consumer. They are, in essence, attempting to buy goodwill with slightly less expensive burritos.

The stock has, with the predictability of a well-rehearsed marionette, offered brief rallies – fleeting moments of buoyancy – but the overall impression is one of inexorable descent. To suggest Nio possesses an ‘uphill battle’ is to understate the case; it is, rather, attempting a Sisyphean climb on a greased slope. There exist, shall we say, more… judicious avenues for the allocation of capital.

Over the past three years, the company’s stock has experienced a surge – nearly a fivefold increase, a figure that would once have seemed fantastical. This revival coincides with a hesitant, yet discernible, return to nuclear power by nations reassessing their energy portfolios. The long shadow of Fukushima, which cast a pall over the industry in 2011, has begun to recede, yielding to the demands of a power-hungry digital age and the increasingly urgent calls for decarbonization. It is a curious spectacle, this reawakening, as if the very earth were exhaling after a prolonged stillness.

They offer a pill, you see. A small, unassuming capsule, yet burdened with the weight of investor expectation. It is a curious thing, this modern faith in a single, swallowed remedy. As if the complexities of the human form could be addressed with such… simplicity. One might almost suspect a conspiracy of convenience, orchestrated by those who profit most from our collective vanity.

Shares in this purveyor of precious metals – gold, silver, and a variety of lesser commodities – have fallen by 5.4% as of this morning. While scarcely a calamitous descent, it marks the second consecutive day of diminished returns, and the stock now stands a considerable 19% below its peak achieved on the 28th of January.

This series, a rather impertinent attempt to dissect the Berkshire phenomenon, begins with an examination of its foundations. The aim, if one can call it that, is not to offer investment advice – a tiresome and usually fraudulent occupation – but rather to understand how a rather unlikely combination of prudence and opportunism has yielded such consistent, and frankly astonishing, results. One must, after all, account for the prevailing winds, and the occasional squall.