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.