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.