You don't need a million poets and prophets with their pens if you have one idiot who delivers us into a radiant crescendo.
RIP?
You don't need a million poets and prophets with their pens if you have one idiot who delivers us into a radiant crescendo.
RIP?
2023 = (2+0+2+3) * (2²+0²+2²+3²)²
A neat little equation, forwarded to me by Alain Brobecker via the Chess Problems & Studies server on Discord.