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.