The Heathrow Hilton is my favorite building in London. It’s part space-age hangar and part high-tech medical centre. It’s clearly a machine, and the spirit of Le Corbusier lives on in its minimal functionalism. […] Inside, it’s a highly theatrical space, dominated by its immense atrium. […] Most hotels are residential structures, but rightly the Heathrow Hilton plays down this role, accepting the total transcience that is its essence, and instead turns itself into a huge departure lounge, as befits an airpot annexe. Sitting in its atrium one becomes, briefly, a more advanced kind of human being. Within this remarkable building one feels no emotions and could never fall in love, or need to. — J.G.B, Notes on Love, Death, Architecture and Modernity. Kompiliert von Studio Muoto.

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