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.