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.