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.