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.