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.