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.