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.