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.