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2009
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My wife and I have been having an 8 month affair with Madeline. Secret meetings, never calling her home phone number, destroying any paper trail that might link us to her, especially documents that might allude to our profession. Shhhhh! Real estate agents. Madeline (not her real name) has bee...
08/28/2009
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In this buyer's real estate market I have noticed three common negotiating psychologies. Let's start with an asking price of $200,000 for an average suburban home. Of course, there are many mitigating factors. How long has it been for sale? What's the condition? Has there been a price reduct...
08/28/2009
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Go west from the Alaskan town of Bethel, almost to the coast, out in the tundra where the tallest vegetation doesn't come up to your knee, you'll come to the dismal Yupik Eskimo town of Newtok. This village of 305 suffering Indians is slowly sinking into the thawing permafrost. The Ninglick Riv...
08/16/2009
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Warren is a 46 year old bachelor who has rented a condominium at $900 a month for almost 10 years. He has never owned his own home. Over the years he has kept his credit clean and managed to scrape together $35,000 that he keeps in a low yield CD. Warren walked into an open house I was holdin...
08/15/2009
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Professional Courtesy The cat's true name is both unpronounceable and incomprehensible to those unfortunate to be born, regrettably, a creature other than feline. The cat's true name arises of itself from the twisty bundle of smells, sights, sounds, instincts, genetics, ancestry and ...
08/14/2009
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BERTOLT BRECHT WOULD LOVE SOCIAL MEDIA. It's the closest thing we've got to radical theatre. It's largely improvisational, but thrives on powerful language and images. It requires intense interactive engagement between players and audience with no happy endings and a constant spur to political a...
08/14/2009
After my house burned down in 1992, I hired a "public adjuster" to battle the insurance company. My wife loathed him. "He's a low class, ambulance-chasing, asshole," opined my darling Christine. "Yes, my Dove, but he's MY low class, ambulance-chasing asshole." The asshole, whom I shall refer t...
08/01/2009
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