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.