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.