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.