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.