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.