Really Estate
The Family That Buys Together Stays Together
https://www.nytimes.com/2021/07/09/realestate/multigenerational-living.html
Always pleasant to read heart-warming real estate stories with glorious, sumptuous photos of light-filled, clean as a whistle interiors and outdoor nirvanas uncluttered with dead plants and freeways to provide solace from the grim news which bleeds and leads with disasters, crime, corruption, perfidious Albion cheating, thieving, killing, lying among filthy, snarling, cynical urbanities.
Not a critique on these sane-mostly readerly comments, recommends, replies, pats on the back salted and vinegared with occasional tut-tuts.
Take a ride with Google Street View to the addresses featured, where slewful candid shots are provided to soberly portray the rather messy reality estates festooned with wear and tear and neglect, not at all what the online outreaching eyeball allures promise. Zoom out for a sat overview and notice just a block away the serpentine superhighway boa-constricting the little adorable mouse houses.
Dare pry into municipal building department records and planning visions and upcoming tax increases, and gasp how could this wildly different portrayal occur.
Simple, though, that is what the term “real estate” means: unctuous accounts of curated life at its best to cloak its termited, rotted, swampy, noisy, polluted, hazardous worst. In short, thrilling ads over dispiriting ye-gads.
Skip the front door pages, head for the rear BBQ-beer liars club.