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.