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.