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.