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.