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.