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.