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.