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.