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.