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.