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.