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.