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All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
This is a post about failure.
The void. How try say? How try fail? No try no fail. Say only -
When I was a kid, I loved chess. I loved chess because I loved Lewis Carroll, and Martin Gardner’s The Annotated Alice and the living chess tournament at my local renaissance festival. My father had an electronic chess board. I spent hours with it, losing over and over again. I played games against my...
Published on November 19, 2013 07:27