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.