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.