The chess players in Kalemegdan are always there, a few or just two, but they are relentless.
This fellow is waiting for his partner, someone in particular, or perhaps a passer-by who wants to play.
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As a kid, I was a Wheaties, Shredded Wheat, Rice Crispies, and Sugar Pops kid. Later, in France I morphed into a croissant/beurre/confiture...
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Il y a souvent des scènes immémorables dans ce parc avec les joueurs.
I'd be out of my depth playing.
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