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.