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.