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.