So there I am, scrubbing this old lamp I found at a garage sale, and WHAM, a genie pops out in a cloud of vape smoke and patchouli. He looks at me, bored as hell, and says : "Look man, I'm on a tight schedule. You get one wish. I could give you eternal life, a trillion dollars or infinite women. ​I didn't even blink. I looked him dead in the eyes and said "Make Bitcoin trade like Silver." And then, I woke up.