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.