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.