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.