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.