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.