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.