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.