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.