Pasternak’s Hot-ETH Ticket: Half a Billion Bucks & the Moon’s Already Jealous!

If Monday was the declaration (“I do!” shouted the ETF groom), then Tuesday is the matrimonial banquet: salads of sats, roasted ETH loins, each bite perfumed by Nasdaq’s bandwidth. Two straight days, no outflows-crickets check their wallets and weep.
Meanwhile, the trading floor hums like a samovar; $3.19 billion swirl in a porcelain storm the color of Moscow dusk.


