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.