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.