The devil was a very good chess player. When he offered me an escape from my sentence to hell, which I had definitely earned, as a prize for beating him at a game of chess, no draws ... what choice did I have? The game went on to this last position, my move. It looked like a certain draw, with me going straight to hell. The devil had wandered off to celebrate while I looked miserably at the position. Then ...
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