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.