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.