When I was a kid, my sister and I would play “chess.” I put this in heavy quotation marks because neither of us liked the real game, so we devised a much less thinking-heavy version in which the goal was to capture all of your opponent’s pieces. We played “chess” so much that we gradually lost most of our chess set, replacing them with a patchwork quilt of other tokens as stand-ins. The penny is a white bishop. The Monopoly house is a black rook.
All of this gave me a lot of practice to prepare for Pippin Barr’s Chesses, a variety of rules-bending alterations on the classic game.
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