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.