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.