The janitor was fatter on one
side than the other. His name was
Shaibel. Mr. Shaibel. One day she was sent to the basement to clean
the blackboard erasers by clomping them together, and she found him sitting on
a metal stool near the furnace scowling over a green-and-white checkerboard in
front of him. But where the checkers
should be there were little plastic things in funny shapes. Some were larger than others. There were more of the small ones than any of
the others. The janitor looked up at
her. She left in silence.
(from The Queen’s Gambit by Walter Tevis)
8*/10. The
full review is here.
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