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The chess player

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Walking to not step on any cracks Bias was on his way to a chess tournament. Prior he had only played online or with friends. He slept two hours that days night. Running off of smokes and coffee seeing straight was not easy. The first round of chess happened while Bias was still trying to figure out if he was in the right building. With his clock ticking away his time and if the time runs out the game is lost.

Sitting on the edge of a uncofterable chair he straited to think abuout the moves to play. The next opennet would be played in two hours so out to smoke he went. Wining the first game Bias told him self he could win whole tournamnet.

It was the fifth game in the match Bias had won all games but one that was a deaw. Bias passed out on the table not to wake until resolts of who one. Peopke woke Bias and told them he had gotten second place.


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