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.