the skyscraper that moves        
                                          
 tainaron  is   a   building   owned  and 
  operated by amata texnologiyasi placed  
 closed  to the  harbor  in  malmÖ.  it's 
 roughly  sixty  floors high (real number 
    unknown), dark blue and completely    
    rectangular. it features no signs,    
 lights,  or  ornaments,  apart  from   a 
 helipad  on   top.   most   floors  have 
 exterior walls completely made of glass. 
                                          
 in late  evenings,  shrouded  by malmö's 
 signature fog  rolling  in from the sea, 
 the building comes to life:  it moves on 
 a  thousand   robotic  legs  to  another 
 (secret) part  of town,  or perhaps  out 
 to  sea.  this signals a  new  and  more 
      viscious phase of the tainaron      
                ecosystem.                
                                          
 the guests  arriving  during  the  early 
 evening  are  treated to food and drink, 
 live  music,  beatutiful  views,  and  a 
    comfortable but maze-like interior    
    structure (the building features a    
  multitude of stairwells and elevators,  
 placed seemingly  at  random, none going 
        further than a few floors).       
                                          
 as  time goes on, the lights slowly dim, 
 until the  air  inside has  taken on the 
 same quality  as  the  surrounding mist: 
 blue-gray, sprinkled  with the small red 
 dot's by door locks and  control panels. 
 if you  would  look through the  windows 
 you would  see the mist rolling  by, and 
 perhaps  the  outline  of   some   other 
           building, far below.           
                                          
 during  the  night,  after tainaron  has 
 started  moving,  the lower  floors  are 
 shut off, preventing  entry  or exit for 
 the guests.  food is  no  longer served, 
 but  the drinks become more extravagant. 
 it's at this point that  the second  set 
 of  guest  arrives,  via  helicopter   - 
  amata texnologiyasi and their friends.  
                                          
                                     
                                          
 in my dream i am invited as  a friend of 
 one  of the  servers, and thus safe.  we 
 sit  in  one  of  the   large   windows, 
 looking  through   the  mist   for   any 
 landmarks  to  pierce  through the mist. 
 she  tells me that apart from coming and 
 going  from  work, she's never seen  the 
 building from the outside. we both sigh. 
                                          
 the  next day i am invited to the public 
     demonstration of the exobubble.