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.