On Saturday, I was doing my first get-serious-and-clean-your-kitchen thing. Like, get-really-serious. This seriousness included climbing over kitchen elements (even the hanging ones) in order to reach places where sun doesn't shine. In one of the forgotten cabinets, I found this.
The moment I saw a tape my imagination started reeling, like "oh, did someone leave it on purpose?", "did someone put it there and then forgot and then desperately searched for it for years to follow?", "what's on it?", "a message for future tenants of this apartment?", "a riddle?", "one of the worlds greatest mysteries?", "the best song ever made?"...
And then I realized there's no way I will ever find out. I don't have a cassette player. I am not even sure where to buy one.
That's what happens when a technology dies.
Message in a bottle, on the other hand ... well, that's timeless.