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.