(masterpiece, 4k, medium format photo, bokeh, art model posed  by the pool showing the house) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a shipping container modernist house, beautiful interior nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.