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.