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.