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.