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.