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... n my pocket as I walk into the office. The familiar weight of it grounds me, a constant reminder of just how fragile my recovery is. Over sixty days without a bet.

Today is my first day back at work at La Reale Casino. I slip into my cubicle in the accounting section, trying to be as invisible as possible. The office looks exactly the same, sterile gray dividers, the gentle hum of computers, women in crisp suits moving purposefully between departments. It's been two months since I've bee ...

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