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.