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.