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.