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.