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.