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.