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.