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.