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.