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.