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.