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.