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.