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.