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.