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.