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.