Reminiscences of a hopeless stock operator
The dire performance of the Hong Kong stock market, a shrivelling equity portfolio and a special liking for yurts has made me reconsider my investments. It’s time to head to the frontier markets.
After all, I consider myself a natural frontiersman, a man who in days gone by would have lived out in the Wild West, shooting rusty beer cans from a mile away and lassoing bank robbers without breaking a sweat.The fact that now Im now a well-coiffed pensioner ...
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