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Ode to My 100th Rug on Solana I woke up fresh, coffee in hand, Wallet fat with SOL, life was grand. “New coin just dropped!” the timeline cried, “Moonshot guaranteed, hop on the ride!” I aped in hard like a true degen king, Chart looked spicy, everything bling. Dev tweeted memes, community roared, “Liquidity locked!”—or so I ignored. Then—poof!—the dev vanished into the mist, Took all the liquidity, left me with this: A zero-balance wallet and soul-crushing pain, Another rug pull, but hey, it’s Solana’s game! I’ve been rugged in bathrooms, rugged in bed, Rugged while driving, nearly wrecked my head. Rugged at Christmas, rugged on my birthday, Rugged so often my therapist needs therapy. A hundred times now, I’ve danced with the scammers, Bought every dip like a financial hammer. They call it “learning,” I call it “my curse,” But tomorrow’s new token? I’m diving in first! So here’s to Solana, land of the quick, Where your dreams get rugged faster than a TikTok click. I’ll keep buying the tops and crying in my beer, Because number go up… eventually, right, my dear? (Just one more time. Pinky promise. Send help.)