Dice Cup's Dark Night

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The gambling halls consumed me. Alex here, gambled away my future at the craps tables.
Each evening, the gambling halls called. The call of "place your bets" was an irresistible lure.
My wife, Anna, implored me to quit playing slots, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that ruinous night at the exclusive casino, I put on the line everything: our life's work, our residence - on a "sure thing" bet.
My poker hand was beaten and the house always wins.
Returning to our apartment with nothing left, I found only a note: "It's over. Your roulette wheel madness has ruined our lives."
Abandoned in an bare home, I understood that chasing a lucky streak lost me my true treasures.
I was diagnosed with severe depression, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, daily is a struggle not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the deep darkness in my mind. Can I possibly escape this black hole dug by years of gambling?
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