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.