"Wait," Sarah said as they pulled away. "The price just jumped five percent."

The neon sign of "Modern Living" flickered, reflecting off the puddles in the alley. Inside, Leo stood before a sleek, obsidian dining table, his thumb hovering over his phone.

Leo laughed, gripping the steering wheel. "Then I guess it’s a very expensive table. But at least it’s a story."

"You're sure about this?" his friend, Sarah, asked, leaning against a mid-century armchair. "It's Bitcoin, Leo. That table could cost you a literal house in five years."

Leo scanned the QR code on the small wooden stand. 0.015 BTC. It was a strange sensation—not the swipe of plastic or the hand-off of paper, but a silent broadcast to a global ledger. He tapped 'Send.'

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