Gambler's Last Hand

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The casino became my obsession. I, Alex, gambled away my future at the slot machines.
Constantly, the gambling halls called. The call of "place your bets" was an irresistible lure.
My wife, Maria, begged me to leave the poker tables, but the casino's call was louder.
On that calamitous night at the underground gambling den, I put on the line every last penny: our savings, our residence - on a "sure thing" bet.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and fortune abandoned me.
Returning to what was once our home with nothing left, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your slot machine fixation has become unbearable."
Sitting in an desolate home, I understood that chasing a royal flush stripped me of what was truly valuable.
Doctors diagnosed a serious mood disorder, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, daily is a challenge not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the all-consuming melancholy within. Do I have the strength to escape this pit left by my addiction to betting?
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