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.