I smelled the move before the first streetlamp flickered out. They call it 'volatility,' I call it a pattern in the shadows. Look closer, kid. The real action isn't on the flashy exchanges; it's deep in the ledger, where the Whales leave their crumbs. You gotta study the dust before the flood. Don't chase the light; track the movement of the heavy bags. This isn't luck. This is surveillance. You in or are you waiting for the morning headlines?