Technical analysis in front of gold is like trying to reason with a scumbag—logic makes sense, but the results are all crap. The most heartbreaking part isn't being trapped, but watching it soar to the sky while your position remains as clean as a face. It feels like you've seen through the scumbag's tricks early on, and this time he's genuinely trying to give you a Ferrari, but because of suspicion, you throw the car keys into the sewer.