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.