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.