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.