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.