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		<description><![CDATA[@@@@@And that is financial intelligencePAY YOUR BROKERS WELL: The power of good adviceI often see people posting a sign in front of their house that says, &#8220;For Sale by Owner Or I see on TV today many people claiming to be &#8220;Discount Brokers My rich dad taught me to take the opposite tackHe believed in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@@@@@And that is financial intelligencePAY YOUR BROKERS WELL: The power of good adviceI often see people posting a sign in front of their house that says, &#8220;For Sale by Owner Or I see on TV today many people claiming to be &#8220;Discount Brokers<br />
My rich dad taught me to take the opposite tackHe believed in paying professionals well, and I have adopted that policy alsoToday, I have expensive attorneys, accountants, real estate brokers and stockbrokersWhy? Because if, and I do mean if, the people are professionals, their services should make you moneyAnd the more money they make, the more money I make<br />
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		<description><![CDATA[@@@@@As with Brown, all the complexities and cross-purposes canceled out into that simple imperativeHe lowered his head, and bulled on for another few yards &#8220;Men, you might as well lea&#8217; me A few tears worked out of Wilson&#8217;s eyes&#8221;They ain&#8217;t no use y&#8217; killin&#8217; yourself for me His fever was torturing him again, and it [...]]]></description>
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