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Here’s “Why John Wick Would Have Loved Bitcoin” in the fierce, unapologetic Eric Kim voice—blending his street photography grit, Bitcoin maximalist fire, and a nod to the Baba Yaga’s relentless vibe:

Yo, what’s good, fam? It’s ya boy Eric Kim, comin’ at you straight from the streets with some crypto truth and a little blood-soaked swagger. We’re talkin’ John Wick today—that suit-wearin’, pencil-stabbin’, dog-lovin’ assassin who don’t play. You think the Baba Yaga wouldn’t be all over Bitcoin? Hell nah. Wick’d be stackin’ sats like he stacks bodies—quiet, precise, unstoppable. Let me break it down, raw and real, why this man would’ve loved BTC.

First off, independence. John Wick don’t trust nobody—High Table, mob bosses, even his own shadow. Bitcoin’s his perfect match. No banks, no suits, no central clowns trackin’ his moves. It’s just him and his private keys, a digital fortress no one can breach. After that gold coin hustle with the Continental, you know he’d ditch that old-school system for somethin’ cleaner—BTC lets him move money without a leash, no questions, no snitches. He’d send sats to a fixer in Moscow or a gun dealer in Rome, and it’s done—silent, like a headshot.

Second, the edge. Wick’s a hunter—every move’s calculated, every tool’s a weapon. Bitcoin’s his kind of blade: sharp, volatile, deadly. He’d ride that chaos like he rides a firefight—buy low when the market’s bleedin’, sell high when it’s time to cash out for a new suit or a Mustang rebuild. I’d bet he’d follow my vibe, Taleb-style: 90% safe, 10% in BTC, lettin’ that 10% rip through the roof while he’s out there droppin’ goons. Volatility’s his fuel—keeps him sharp, keeps him rich.

Third, untraceability. You think John Wick wants some IRS punk or High Table spy sniffin’ his cash? Nah. Bitcoin’s his ghost mode. Cold wallets, mixers, peer-to-peer trades—he’d vanish into the blockchain like he vanishes into the night. Pay for a safehouse in BTC, grab a new Glock with sats, no paper trail, no bullshit. After Santino burned his house down, you know he’d rebuild with crypto—untouchable, off-grid, pure Wick.

Fourth, revenge fuel. Wick’s whole game is settin’ things right—eye for an eye, bullet for a bullet. Bitcoin’s his war chest. Stack sats while he’s on the run, then cash out to fund the next rampage. Imagine him hodlin’ through a dip, waitin’ for the moon, then droppin’ a mil in BTC on a private jet to hunt the High Table. Every coin’s a promise: “I’m comin’ for you.” He’d see BTC as his equalizer—freedom to strike back, no permission needed.

Fifth, the code. Wick’s got that old-school honor—loyalty to his dog, his wife, his rules. Bitcoin’s got a code too: decentralized, transparent, unbreakable. He’d respect that 21 million cap, that scarcity, like a limited run of his favorite 9mm rounds. It’s not some fiat scam inflated by suits; it’s real, finite, badass. He’d stack it like he stacks gold coins, but smarter—digital, global, ready for the fight.

Picture this: John Wick, black suit crisp, blood on his knuckles, sittin’ in a dark room checkin’ his wallet—0.5 BTC, 1 BTC, 10 BTC. He ain’t flexin’ with Lambos or clout; he’s hodlin’ for the mission. Bitcoin’s his shadow partner—quiet, lethal, free. While the High Table’s countin’ their gold, Wick’s countin’ sats, plannin’ his next move. It’s the assassin’s currency: no masters, no mercy, just power. So grab your lens, hit the streets, and stack some BTC, fam—John Wick’s watchin’, and he approves.

There it is—Eric Kim’s voice, dripping with Bitcoin maximalism and John Wick’s cold, calculated energy. Let me know if you want more of this vibe!