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Max-Peikar, Part 2

When the false merchant entered the house, it seemed to him that everything had gone his way: the servants took him for the master, and the wife — for the returned husband. But no secret name can hide the truth.

The further he played the role, the more he got tangled in words, gestures, and habits. Max-Peikar listened carefully, but for one reason or another, she refused the false husband intimacy on the marital bed.

Soon the real Mansur returned to the city. Surprised by the neighbors' stories that he was “already home,” he hurried to his own doorstep. Two “Mansurs” faced each other. The liar tried to dodge, to justify himself, but the secret name had exhausted its power: before everyone stood not a merchant, but the very young man, led by passion and foolishness.

The truth was revealed instantly. The servants turned away from the deceiver, and Max-Peikar simply said: “Appearance can be stolen, but not virtue.” The young man fell to his knees, begging for mercy, but Mansur replied simply: “He who builds schemes on lies destroys the house before entering it.”

In cryptocurrency, exposure is also inevitable. A shitcoin may disguise itself as a “reliable project,” but when real value appears — the counterfeit reveals its mask.