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R. Buckminster Fuller
R. Buckminster Fuller

R. Buckminster Fuller, born on July 12, 1895, and died on July 1, 1983, was an American architect, designer, inventor, and philosopher. Known for his unique architectural ideas and contributions to sustainable development, Fuller is best known for his Dymaxion House and Geodesic Dome. His design philosophy emphasized efficiency, simplicity, and sustainability, having a profound impact on modern architecture and design. more

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