When he couldn't sleep he went to the den. That's where the insomniacs hung out. Always a few  chess players. Few lively but soft spoken conversations. Even some crazy people drinking coffee . Maybe as some display of their eccentricity.

Each person hanging out in the den too long knew they...

He had a client. Who wanted a  decentralized version of  chess .com built.

Jack didn't think it could succeed. But he took the gig on anyway. It paid the bills. Not that he had much bills to pay. He wasn't a dad and he didn't have any parents he had to...

Jack went to the Vietnamese cafe, it was a restaurant but to get more seats filled it became a cafe during certain times. You couldn't get soup, but espresso. The sign outside said espresso yourself written in chalk. And Jack chuckled to himself, not because he liked the joke, but...

chess  has been a game I have played most of my life. I don't remember exactly who taught me. I think it was during a stay in recess, one of our teacher brought out some boards, and taught everyone basic rules, and I was hooked. Its a very simple game,...