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.