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.