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.