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.