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.