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.