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.