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.