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.