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Nestled in a quiet cul-de-sac, the Gerald Forsythe House stands as a striking example the enduring allure of mid-century modern design. The residence, built in the late 1950s, seamlessly blends organic lines with open layouts. The architect's meticulous craftsmanship is evident in every aspect, from the geometric patterns adorning the facade to the