The pungent aroma of Steemit lucre wafted airily from the wallet of 
Little did he realize, but the bloodhound trolls of the blockchain had sniffed him out and would soon descend to pester and irritate. They would not relent.
He pleaded and reasoned, to no avail. So great is the powerful lure of the lucre. So corrupt is the heart of man. And, so it ever shall be.
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