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.