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.