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.