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Finally, advertisements drag us into buying a product unknowingly as you are being led into a trap. Through the clever use of words and phrases, the advertisement tells you something about a product. Often it is the pleasing side of a thing. But by no meaning is it everything. The darker side has been cleverly played down. For example, an ad for a might emphasize the need for a refrigerator. It might even tell you the size of the motor but not the amount of electricity it consumes. And it is here precisely where its defect might lie.
To sum up, here are a few practical points to bear in mind. Don't be too easily taken in by the ads you see in the glossy magazines or by the brightly coloured ad boards you pass by every day on your way. All that glitters is not gold.

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Advertisements drag us in to buying a product unknowingly. It tells us something about products. The darker side has been played down. Ads have skill to hide the defect of any products. So the writer's view about the practical points to bear in mind is- don't be too easily taken by the ads, which we see in the glossy magazines of by the brightly coloured ad-boards on your way.
Title: All that glitters is not gold.

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