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.