The only epiphany I've ever had at dinner was upon realising I'd just followed through. I thought I would sneak out a cheeky silent fart but the moist sensation in my pants and the putrid smell ascending from under the table quickly alerted me to the fact I was dealing with something entirely more sinister.

None of them take me seriously. I am tired of this shit.

BCX may or may not have an exploit but this was not what I wanted to do with my time. I have much more lucrative things to be working on. XMR people think they know everything. So let them.