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.