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.