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John Portman’s 1985 downtown hotel, built around one of the tallest hotel atriums in the world: a hollow tower of balconies, glass lifts and a drop that feels almost outdoor.
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John Portman’s 1985 downtown hotel, built around one of the tallest hotel atriums in the world: a hollow tower of balconies, glass lifts and a drop that feels almost outdoor.

Eero Saarinen’s 1962 TWA terminal at JFK, restored as a hotel: blood red carpets, stark white tube corridors, a sunken lounge, and the feeling of a departure hall that never fully emptied.

A compact outdoor pool with a row of bright blue slides twirling into the water, has become a well-known image amongst liminal location communities. The small water-park sitting empty under a hard, cloudless sky, has generated a common sense of Anemoia, as if triggering a universal core childhood memory.

A now-defunct mid-century hotel in Troy, Michigan, whose empty corridors, dated décor and institutional atmosphere made it a popular real-world visual stand-in for Backrooms Level 5 “Terror Hotel”.

Stranded on the California–Nevada border, this large casino resort often runs at strikingly low occupancy. Empty parking lots stretch into the desert, and the scale of the public spaces compared with the number of guests creates an unsettling, yet nostalgic sense of a place caught between its intended glamour and quiet decline; like a “forgotten mini-Vegas”, constantly in limbo.

Rebuilt every winter from ice and snow harvested from the Torne River, the ICEHOTEL exists only for a few months before melting back into the landscape. Its silent, fluorescent lit corridors and artist-carved suites feel temporary and fleeting, and like waking up inside of a winter wonderland only ever spoken about in fairytales.

A bookworm fever dream, where guests sleep in cubbies built into bookshelves, that feel halfway between a library and a capsule hotel.

Built into a former quarry, this hotel plunges dramatically below ground level, with some rooms looking directly into the water-filled pit.

Originally a water tower disguised as a house, this tall, isolated structure rises above the Suffolk landscape like something from a dream or Studio Ghibli film.

In the middle of the Nevada desert, the Clown Motel surrounds you with thousands of clown figures, whilst a historic cemetery sits directly next door.