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.