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.