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.