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.