Pretty disgusting! Just remember though that Purell isn't the safest hand sanitizer on the block. It only last for 15 seconds before having to reuse it. There's a product my doctor told me about called Skinwear that lasts for 8 HOURS, so you don't have to keep putting it on your hands over and over again just to be safe. I'd recommend either using it (skinwear) or gloves, but there's not enough Purell on the planet to make me feel safe enough to touch anything in these houses.
Don’t Forget the Purell
Selling foreclosed homes is a growth industry for brokers. But some of the properties are disgusting.
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If you're looking to buy a cheap home in suburban Boston and find yourself looking at one of Christina Lazrak's listings, here's a tip: Don't touch the doorknobs or the banisters. Lazrak specializes in selling foreclosed houses, and many of the previous owners—the ones who've defaulted on the mortgage—aren't very happy to be moving out. So before leaving, some of them punch holes in walls. Others manage to walk off with built-in appliances or cabinetry. Their most disgusting tactic: wiping feces on doorknobs and banisters, creating a surprise for would-be buyers. "We go through a lot of Purell," Lazrak says.
It's one of the costs of doing business in what's emerging as the busiest niche in the real-estate industry. The current crisis on Wall Street began, at root, when too many Americans who'd stretched to buy a home began coming up short on mortgage payments. Now, even as the ripple effects have claimed some of Wall Street's oldest companies and threatened to cripple the financial system, foreclosures continue apace. According to RealtyTrac, U.S. banks now own a record 820,000 homes, up from 224,000 at the end of 2006. By the end of this year, says RealtyTrac senior vice president Rick Sharga, banks could own 1.2 million homes, which could constitute one third of U.S. homes for sale.
To sell them, banks turn to a special breed of real estate agent. "REO brokers" (it stands for "real-estate owned," and refers to foreclosed houses now owned by banks) rarely get to watch happy buyers carry spouses over the threshold. "It's more about the numbers, and less about the emotions," says Michael Krein, president of the National REO Brokers Association. These agents also deal with lots of headaches traditional listing agents can avoid. Agents selling foreclosed homes often oversee the cleanout of the properties. They manage all the utility bills. In many neighborhoods, they deal with frequent break-ins and vandalism. They often arrange for contractors to repair damage. "It's a different skill set," says Krein, who's been selling foreclosed homes for 23 years. "We have to deal with everything the seller would normally do."
For newer agents like Lazrak, 38, and her business partner, Ann Marie DuRoss, 32, there's a simple reason to seek listings from banks: right now, that's where the business is. DuRoss entered real estate in 2002, after leaving a job at Sun Microsystems; Lazrak, a former project manager at General Electric, got her license in 2003. After a year or so of selling homes mostly to friends and family, Lazrak made a connection with an asset-management firm, which banks use to help manage their portfolio of foreclosures. By the time foreclosures started to spike in 2007, Lazrak had enough experience to win listings. Last fall she partnered with DuRoss, who previously sold mostly newly built homes. Today they work from a small upstairs office at Re/Max Prestige in Chelmsford, Mass., keeping track of their 106 listings. Every few minutes Lazrak's cell phone rings, blasting the ABBA song "Money, Money, Money."
You won't find any of their homes in the pages of Architectural Digest. Many are in tough neighborhoods in the old mill cities of Lawrence and Lowell, in the northeast corner of the state. While the median-priced Massachusetts home sold for $314,000 in August, DuRoss and Lazrak have listings as low as $34,000. Even the homes they're selling in nicer suburbs have seen better days. One afternoon this month the pair hopped into DuRoss's Nissan Murano, punched an address into the GPS, and drove over to a new listing on Butt Hinge Road. (Go ahead: everyone else jokes about the street name, so why not you?) Inside, everything is worn. The big problem lies downstairs. "Hold your breath," DuRoss says, en route to the basement. There she points to a large indoor pool that, despite a recent chlorine shock treatment, looks like a bacteria-laden petri dish. The pool lacks a ventilation system, and the resulting moisture has left the entire first floor caked in mold. They've had this $384,900 listing just two weeks, but they worry it will require a buyer to spend $100,000 on repairs—and afterward it probably won't be worth anything near a half million.
Stopping at another home, they open the door cautiously. "We don't want people to get surprised," Lazrak says. Though foreclosed properties are emptied of residents and possessions before locks are changed, break-ins are rife. DuRoss and Lazrak have had a corpse found in one listing (someone broke in and overdosed, they say), but it could be worse. Krein, president of the industry association, says he's been shot at twice and stabbed once at properties. "Anybody who's been in the business a while has had a gun pulled on them," he says.
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