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.