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.