My dreadful situation forced me … to try splitting myself into a Black
self and a White self, to keep from being crushed by the terrible void
around me
A prisoner of the Nazis for years, what if your only stimulation was
imagining games of chess against yourself, second-guessing your
increasingly obsessed and divided brain? Then, decades later, you can
play the World Champion, but might it return you to the edge of madness
… and tip you over?
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