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.