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The neon lights of the casino ruined me. As Alex, threw my life away at the slot machines.
Each evening, the slot machines sang their siren song. The clinking of chips was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Anna, implored me to abandon the roulette wheel, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that disastrous night at the lavish casino resort, I wagered all we had: our future, our home - all on a single hand.
The cards fell wrong and chance betrayed me.
Returning to our house with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your love for the casino has left us with nothing."
Deserted in an empty apartment, I comprehended that hunting the jackpot cost me all that was real.
Doctors diagnosed a depressive condition, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, each day is a fight not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the crushing sadness inside me. Can I possibly rise above this pit carved by endless nights at the tables?
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