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.