In recent years, the cryptocurrency industry has evolved from an "elite club" to a "liquidity red light district". At that time, Binance was a benchmark for high-end brothels, with interior decoration comparable to the Ritz Carlton. Even the selection of prostitutes had a set of aesthetic thresholds, requiring "skills, consensus, ability to draw cakes, and dancing skills", otherwise the door would not be accessible. Launching a project is like opening champagne, cutting ribbon, and filming a documentary after Feng Fei stands. The clients were dressed in floral suits, holding USDT, pretending to analyze the K-line while drooling at the corners of their mouths. At that time, exchanges emphasized a sense of "ceremony": The project team should first dance, set off fireworks, and dress the white paper in a formal evening gown; The community needs to create hype and promote it as if NFTs can cure diseases; Then comes the real 'bang bang bang' - skyrocketing, slashing, and then returning to zero. Everyone knows it, but still enjoys it. At this point, the client still needs to bid for prostitution, and the prostitute also needs to pay a deposit called the "deposit" for listing. As a madam and a turtle slave, the couple also earned a lot of money. Later on, OKX launched DEX, which claimed to be a "decentralized prostitution experience", where street women could directly engage in prostitution. Now I won't drink or flirt, I'll just get in the car. The transaction is so refreshing that I can't even feel ashamed. The clients are excited, and the cryptocurrency industry has entered the era of "fast food sexual desire". Binance saw something was amiss: it turned out that when we talked about poetry, painting, and the future, people would just come up and talk about posture. From being unable to see memes, looking down upon memes, to being too late. So I immediately transformed from "only accepting legitimate prostitutes" to "as long as you are willing to sell, the door will be opened for you". Arrange dog memes, frog memes, AI milk, RWA buttocks, Solana buttocks waves, all of them. Even some prostitutes don't know what they are doing here. The white paper was written by ChatGPT, and the official website of the project can't be opened. The code is in GitHub 404, but as long as they can shout slogans, rub hot spots, and perform a Tiktok dance, they can hang neon lights at the door of binance. The original Binance courtesans, such as ACT and OM, had not yet reacted and went from "daily limited chat" to "giving away once for every two promotions in the cold palace". The clients become shrewd and cold-blooded: Only recognizing high volatility, not value. Only focus on multiples, not fundamentals. The 'Project Goddess' that was just promoted yesterday, today when it falls, it starts spraying' Stinky Watch '. And Binance's madam and turtle slaves no longer pretend to be, If you are willing to fall into depravity, we are willing to charge a handling fee As long as you are willing to sell, we will find clients for you The final style of the cryptocurrency circle is unified into one sentence: Faith is not important, climax is important Ironically The cryptocurrency industry, which used to say 'technology changes the world', now relies on 'jokes to hype up emotions'; People who used to discuss "decentralization" are now busy posting on Telegram about dogs cutting leeks. Finally, everyone realized that the cryptocurrency circle is not a brothel, but a financial joke factory jointly built by prostitutes, clients, and slaves. No one is innocent, except for the leek who pays the bill in the end