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.