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.