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.