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.