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.