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.