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.