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.