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.