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.