Two of a Kind
"Hannibal lived in a world where only he knew the rules of a complicated game of chess and, therefore, played both for himself and for his opponent. He would whisper in his rival's ear good suggestions of moves, ensuring that he would always be very close to losing. ... And never really there. He always won. And then someone else came along who played as well as he did."
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