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.