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.