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.