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.