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.