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.