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>> No.22222282 [View]
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Just use Kleros :)

4xmoongg.

Chainlink is a scam.

>> No.22183656 [View]
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22183656

To be completely honest with you guys i'm not even bothered about the price - i'm in it for the tech.

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Clement rested his hand upon the golden handle, its surface honed by the grips of thousands that passed through the door before him. He paused – his feminine thumb circling its hazed surface.

How many people entered the Temples court through its gratuitous door and left in shackles and chains through its guilty exit knowing they would be cast into the depths of the latrines below, spending the rest of their miserable lives feeding only upon the feces of those above in the just, free world. How many people deemed guilty by its jurors, staking a mere 0.0001 Pinakion to adjudicate on the most damning, complex issues faced by global, oligarchical, commercial conglomerates of the New World.

Pensively, he fixated his gaze upon the handle – almost as if the handle were to gaze back though his mortal form into his soul.

“Battle not with monsters…” he chuckled, knowing full well the troubles his own machination set upon the blockchain caused for the world.

A wind of testicular fortitude came over him. Not knowing if he would ever see the outside world again, he twisted the handle in a motion not dissimilar to opening a bottle estrogen filled plant-based milk as the light and chants from the arena blinded and assaulted his senses.

The irony of being judged his own machine could only make him chuckle as he shuffled towards the scales of justice incarnate.

His moment of introspection penetrated by the booming words of the court master echoing off the walls of the Temple.

“Sir, please do the needful and step up to the podium. Your final judgement is upon you….”

>> No.22044171 [View]
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Clement rested his hand upon the golden handle, its surface honed by the grips of thousands that passed through the door before him. He paused – his feminine thumb circling its hazed surface.

How many people entered the Temples court through its gratuitous door and left in shackles and chains through its guilty exit knowing they would be cast into the depths of the latrines below, spending the rest of their miserable lives feeding only upon the feces of those above in the just, free world. How many people deemed guilty by its jurors, staking a mere 0.0001 Pinakion to adjudicate on the most damning, complex issues faced by global, oligarchical, commercial conglomerates of the New World.

Pensively, he fixated his gaze upon the handle – almost as if the handle were to gaze back though his mortal form into his soul.

“Battle not with monsters…” he chuckled, knowing full well the troubles his own machination set upon the blockchain caused for the world.

A wind of testicular fortitude came over him. Not knowing if he would ever see the outside world again, he twisted the handle in a motion not dissimilar to opening a bottle estrogen filled plant-based milk as the light and chants from the arena blinded and assaulted his senses.

The irony of being judged his own machine could only make him chuckle as he shuffled towards the scales of justice incarnate.

His moment of introspection penetrated by the booming words of the court master echoing off the walls of the Temple.

“Sir, please do the needful and step up to the podium. Your final judgement is upon you….”

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