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.