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.