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.