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.