Fuck me, that house is like a portal into a total head fuck.
I kept scrolling through the photos saying.... but... but... why???! Who plays that much golf? And if they can afford to play that much golf, why couldn't they afford an interior designer?
Why is there a room full of framed photos? Or is that a hallway to somewhere else (another dimension perhaps?).
Who decorated the place, Stevie Wonder? Pink toilet with... with... grey tiles? I just can't.
Never have I ever been so fascinated to know who owns a property as much as I do right now.