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.