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.