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The casino became my obsession. I, Alex, lost everything at the blackjack tables.
Night after night, the roulette wheel spun its hypnotic dance. The call of "place your bets" was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Sarah, implored me to stop gambling, but the casino's call was louder.
On that tragic night at the VIP room, I risked it all: our life's work, our dwelling - all on a single hand.
The cards fell wrong and fortune abandoned me.
Returning home with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "It's over. Your obsession with poker has left us with nothing."
Alone in an hollow house, I realized that chasing the perfect bet deprived me of all that was real.
Therapists identified clinical depression, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, all the time is a struggle not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the deep darkness in my mind. Do I have the strength to overcome this abyss shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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