Tongue-tied, weak-kneed, chills up my spine, indescribable vibe, real estate erotica so hide your eyes and turn your head, drop your logic in a four-walled narcotic where rules forgotten from top to bottom drive a hypnotic odyssey through a technical tapestry, art in compliance with a perfect science, add mad appliances, fanatical mechanicals, precise design with your life in mind, every closet, every cupboard, honest storage, death of clutter. This is what happens when an owner intervention meets a perfect renovation. NOTE: 3rd bedroom well-suited for home office, media-den, a baby maybe, insanely nice, lightning strikes, but rarely twice.