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.