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.