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.