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.