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.