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.