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... a formal occasion, he would’ve thrown hands already, starting to talk trash or do something stupid. ’Are you kidding me? A fucking Italian game?! What is he trying to do, getting a force draw against me?!’
Yeah, if it wasn’t that obvious before, this thought really cleared things up for Sheva. He hated this Italian Game opening through his bones, and the mere thought of having to play against it was enough to lower his fighting spirit.
It wasn’t like the Italian Game was a bad o ...
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