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.