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.