This realtor is out here aggressively peddling the 'under a million' California surf dream while casually roasting Midtown for its 'riff raff.' It is hilarious how a flipped two-bedroom stucco house with stamped concrete is suddenly the absolute pinnacle of living just because you can strap a surfboard to an e-bike. Let us be real: trying to rebrand a million-dollar, one-bathroom bungalow as a budget-friendly steal is peak modern real estate delusion.