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.