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.