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.