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.