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.