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.