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.