Editor's note: This article first appeared in Inman News on Nov. 1, 2004, just before the National Association of Realtors' annual convention in Orlando, Fla. I was single when I attended my first Realtor show nearly 25 years ago. I was having a drink at a "B" hotel, near the "A" headquarter hotel. An older, top-producing Realtor from Beverly Hills was sitting at the bar alone in a gray fur coat. We both drank too much red wine and wound up in her hotel room in a queen-sized bed. She was a tall, tanning salon-toned woman, not as young looking as her business card, but very attractive. Undone in the morning, I scrambled through the lobby, trying to avoid contact with the association gang that I traveled with to the real estate show. Months later, I was in Los Angeles and visited this ...
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