The innocuous interior of Biosphere 2 is shocking in its normality. If one awoke here, they would feel as though they were in an office building, or a forlorn, substandard hotel built upon the edge of some highway in middle America. Only the windows prod us with a sad reminder of utopian futurity—”We are shaped as diamonds, traveler! We meant something once! We could mean something again…”

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