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.