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This epic observation comes from wizard-analyst Ali Martinez, who gazed into the oracular device known as X (formerly known as Twitter, formerly known as ‘please stop posting those memes’). In true Discworld fashion, the capital flows in crypto are like any wizard’s hat: you look inside, you find all manner of things—rabbits, small cottages, and yes, lots of money. But mostly what flows in are three spell ingredients: Bitcoin, Ethereum, and stablecoins (think of them as the library books of finance—supposedly always valued, but who knows what’s written inside?).

The chap, most assuredly caffeinated, began by gesticulating madly at Bitcoin’s liquidity. A monstrous squeeze, he predicted, would possibly vault Bitcoin to $103,000—presumably before all the hodlers collapse in a faint from sheer excitement. But this wasn’t a Bitcoin garden party. Oh no! He twirled nimbly into the world of altcoins—and, specifically, XRP—suggesting that the world’s habit of treating fiat currency like Monopoly money had already catapulted such old stagers as gold and equities far beyond their pre-pandemic waistlines. “Gold went from $1,200 to $3,200 an ounce,” he recounted, as though he himself had personally lugged each bar, while equities, too, seemed to be wearing plus-sized trousers.

Now, if you’ve ever wondered what these Bollinger Bands do, let me break it down for you. They’re like a pair of tightrope walkers, hovering two standard deviations above and below the 20-day moving average. When the bands tighten like your grandma’s grip on a dollar bill, it’s a sign that things are about to get spicy.

Meanwhile, across the landscape, the air is thick with the perfume of “macroeconomic tension.” Men in gray suits pace nervously, muttering about volatile world events and the byzantine mysteries of interest rates – none of which do AVAX any favors, mind you. The altcoin market, much like a bored babushka with too much time and too many market alerts, sits by the window and sighs.

The pageant continues: hope briefly flares each time Dogecoin approaches $0.1880, but—as with so many grand schemes—it finds only disappointment below $0.1800 and $0.1750. Bitcoin and Ethereum, in the neighboring yards, nod knowingly: they too are no strangers to failure.

Top analyst Daan is practically bursting with excitement, claiming that Ethereum’s recent victory lap over $1,750 is “meaningful.” (I mean, sure, it’s a big deal, but let’s not pretend it’s a wedding proposal.) According to Daan, this is the first time Ethereum has taken back that $1,750 level since it had its dramatic break-up with $4,000 last December. If Ethereum can keep its cool and build on this, we might see a trend reversal—but if not, Daan’s preparing for an emotional crash. 🚨

In swoops IT Tech, a digital oracle known on X (which is not, as it seems, a treasure map), bearing “insights” for the masses. With the solemnity of a twelve-year-old entering a London smoking room, this wise figure expounds on the critical price levels liable to decide whether Bitcoin shall ascend to heavenly summits or trip over its own inflated reputation.

Now, prepare your eyebrows for a rapid ascent: Over the course of April, Cardano whales—a fantastical breed of crypto aristocrat known for their big wallets and even bigger appetites—scooped up more than 410 million ADA. Yes, you read that right. It’s as if someone saw a buffet marked “Token Special” and decided to empty it before anyone else arrived. Renowned crypto soothsayer Ali Martinez pointed out this frenzy, and, if history repeats (because the blockchain never forgets), this sort of big-league buying often heralds fireworks ahead.

But, as it happens in the Valley, a new air starts blowing that has the sweet scent of green shoots. Word drifts through dusty telegram wires—market talk’s turned slick with hope. Some scorched analysts, noses red and calculators smoking, claim Solana isn’t done yet. They say old Sol’s got kicks left in the can; maybe—just maybe—she’ll buck to new highs, if she don’t catch a hoof in the stirrup first.

The fashionable company is presently overcome by a fever of speculation, nature unknown, yet most contagious. Of particular note is a dramatic elevation in something dreadfully modern called the “taker buy/sell ratio” on that infamous ballroom, Binance. It would appear the suitors—by which I mean traders—are positively tripping over one another to secure Bitcoin at any price, much as Mr. Collins once aspired to secure a bride, though with considerably more calculation and, dare I say, considerably less decorum.