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.