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.