The best. A modern big house overlooking ice cold ocean and vast windy landscape. Breathe deeply. Here. Peace and tranquility. No noise as no neighbours. Listen to the birds' talk. It's the voice of silence. Your speedy car outside is of no interest to anyone just for the bottomless sky leaving its reflections and rain drops on a steel rooftop of your tiger. Nowhere to hush and nowhere to go. A house. In a fairy Iceland. High as an opera house and handsome as Morten Harket. Escape. For a day or two. With your pug or two. Tomorrow or tonight. And don't leave me aside. Any ideas how much might cost this paradise?