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.