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.