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.