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.