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.