Arre, my park chess group — all retired mechanics, one old fellow who still counts moves in his head like a lathe turning — we tried to watch one of those online chess tournaments on a tablet. These young chaps click the mouse faster than I can stamp a washer, but where is the feel of the piece? The solid *thok* when you castle, the small talk over the board, the smell of filter coffee from the stall? I'm not saying it's bad, but I'll take my cracked wooden set with the missing pawn — a bottle cap — over a screen any day.
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