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.