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.