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.