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.