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.