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.