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.