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.