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.