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The casino became my obsession. My name is Alex, and I lost everything at the slot machines.
Each evening, the poker tables whispered promises. The shuffling of cards was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Anna, pleaded with me to stop gambling, but I was deaf to her pleas.
On that fateful night at the underground gambling den, I gambled our whole life: our future, our house - on one spin of the wheel.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and chance betrayed me.
Returning to our apartment with empty pockets, I found only a note: "I can't do this anymore. Your obsession with poker has become unbearable."
Left behind in an desolate house, I realized that chasing the big win deprived me of everything that mattered.
I was diagnosed with clinical depression, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, constantly is a challenge not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the overwhelming gloom in my soul. Can I possibly rise above this void left by my addiction to betting?
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