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.