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Troparev virtuoso is simple – some twenty moves, and he doesn’t have a single piece left.

I’m angry.
Rustles.
We try cards, but he peeps from the height of his two meters.
Smoke break
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What are you talking about? – I mean, my pigeon, that Nemtsov is all messed up, that he slept with you for second place.
I settle: – And Tropariev? – Him first.
I throw a cigarette and tear into the car.
Master holds me by the collar: – If you touch even one finger, immediately ask for asylum in Hungary! – I promise, I will not touch you.
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– when? – A month ago, when you moved to their club.
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