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.