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.