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.