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.