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.