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.