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.