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.