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.