Selling is an art. To sell things...objects that are mere objects, lifeless...to put emotion and passion into it..to put glamour into inanimate objects..to put life in those mere things and present to you a promise that these very lifeless objects will put life back into your otherwise mundane, boring and lifeless life. That, takes skill!
That takes a whole different level of fooling and cheating. A slice of heaven is promised...and it is only in your imagination that it exists. But putting that in your imagination, it takes skill and a sleepy conscience. No silk pantyhose is going to do wonders to your life...but the way it is marketed to you...you feel it would make you feel beautiful. Like a friend said once, people don't realise, lotions and creams can do only this much...you'll need a whole different set of genes to look like what the posters promise.
I think I like selling.
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