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My muscle intern asked to gamble on a prediction market.
I said no.
“Damien, prediction markets are built on financial capitalism and human weakness.”
Instead, I gave him a Tintin slap.
He looked confused.
Then something shocking happened.
My cohab partner’s boyfriend Jdn taught him to open an account and gave him seed money.
“Thank you, uncle Jdn,” my muscle intern said, eyes sparkling with degeneracy.
I pulled my partner aside. “He’s undermining our values and my authority as the only ethical degen here.”
She mumbled: “At least he let him play like a real adult.”
That night, while my intern