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.