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.