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.