"Now then. You guys, mind telling me why we're gambling? And ain't it weird? Chess club playing poker?"
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The chess pieces dared not to answer his question, leaving it to the Board.
It seemed that they too didn't want to risk stepping on any of his land mines.
But thankfully for Emir, he didn't take it as an insult.
"Indeed, the abundance of players may complicate matters, yet I perceive your meaning lies deeper. Consider this a preliminary exercise for what lies ahead. Picture it thus: your mind embarks on a marathon, and this game serves as the warm-up stretch. Besides, there's naught amiss with chess enthusiasts exploring other games, is there?"
He smiled while shaking his head.
"None at all."
"We could indulge in movies and other pursuits favored by the youth, but where lies the essence of social interaction in such endeavors? Furthermore, it seems improbable that individuals leading lives akin to ours could be significantly impacted by fiction…"
