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.