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.