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.