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.