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.