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.