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    Narrator is a snarky, disillusioned, disgraced former childhood chess prodigy. And he is BORED. That is, until two men walk into his tournament in Thailand. Excerpt:

    …I can feel an angel sliding up to me. He’s gorgeous, ethereal and lithe. Three victory rolls adorn his narrow forehead and he’s got the golden curls, the lips and nose of a homoerotic Greek statue. He’s wearing some sort of fruity black velvet suit that’s got a window-pane cutout in the front to show off his hairless chest and I admit I feel a little something stirring down there if you catch my drift.

    Oh, but not for him. It’s for the earthly devil at his side.

    I shift in my chair and my pulse finally quickens, an unconscious smirk spreading across my face. I wish I didn’t have hundreds of eyes on me because I need to adjust myself in my smart linen pants. A skinny redhead with a shrieking green suit, a new-wave haircut and ears pierced a mentally-unstable amount of times, amethyst eyes and crude lips that give him a judgy, pinched look like fallen aristocracy...

    Siam's gonna be the witness to the ultimate test of cerebral fitness...

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