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.