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.