I'm a real estate classified junkie. No, really, I am. So much so that it's gotten me into a lot of trouble over the years, never mind the Sunday morning yawns from my husband as I proceed to read the classifieds aloud, one after the other, at the breakfast table, hoping for a raised eyebrow, some positive feedback, anything. Actually, I need no encouragement. We've rented houses for the summer, bought second homes and purchased fixer-uppers all through the real estate classifieds. And not just locally, either. No section goes unnoticed–Europe, Caribbean, time shares, you name it. I'm addicted. And yes, the same goes for certain real estate Web sites. I just can't get enough. I think it's the optimist in me. Every ad is an adventure. Possibilities. Endless opportunities. I even do it when we're in another city–on vacation. But seriously, this type of ad hasn't been around since at least 1995. So I asked a few friends, some with more than a few notches on their real est...
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