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.