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.