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.