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.