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.