A generously moustachioed man in a cowboy hat is driving down a sun-baked road in a classic, vintage pick-up truck. His dog sits across the bench seat. He pops a cassette into the tape deck. The voiceover says, “Crypto wasn’t for him.” It goes on to paint this guy as the ultimate old schooler. A no fuss dude who fixes up old trucks and resells them. “But when it came time to make a sale, there were no easy options. He never could figure out why wire transfers took so long. Banks were...
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