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.