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.