Once upon a time in the UK there used to be an estate agent who told the truth and then some (Roy Brooks, I think; something like that): "poky little box loomed over by the neighbouring houses; garden gets approximately 10 minutes sun between July and September" and the like - only stronger. Despite the fact that the houses advertised sold like hot cakes, nobody else tried to follow suit.
(In fact, the ads, in the Sunday paper we took, were so entertaining that part of our Sunday ritual was to read them aloud)
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Date: 2005-11-26 11:38 am (UTC)(In fact, the ads, in the Sunday paper we took, were so entertaining that part of our Sunday ritual was to read them aloud)