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.