Someone was on the other side

Every liquidation has a winner. Mine had a quiet one — no victory lap, no tweet, no name. Just a wallet that grew while mine shrank.

I've stared at that address more than I'd like to admit. I don't know if it's a fund, a desk, or one person who happens to be better than me at the only thing I thought I was good at.

I won't post the address. Not because I'm protecting them. Because I'm protecting myself from how badly I want to find them.