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.