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.