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.