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.