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.