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Poker Chip's Poison

Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2024 5:35 pm
by darbestvard
The casino was my downfall. I'm a man named Alex who ruined myself at the roulette wheel.
Every night, the gambling halls called. The shuffling of cards was my siren's call.
My wife, Emily, beseeched me to stop gambling, but I was too far gone.
On that ruinous night at the underground gambling den, I bet it all: our future, our home - in a desperate attempt to win big.
The roulette ball landed on the wrong number and fortune abandoned me.
Returning home with all lost, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your obsession with poker has ruined our lives."
Alone in an bare home, I understood that hunting a lucky streak cost me everything that mattered.
Medical professionals confirmed a serious mood disorder, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, constantly is a struggle not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the overwhelming gloom in my mind. Do I have the strength to escape this black hole carved by endless nights at the tables?
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