You may remember this room a bit longer. And as long as you keep the cassette, you'll have some more to keep on remembering. But the cassette will eventually disappear to, 'cause it's magnetic. It is the 1920s. Passers-by still throw pebbles at Absalom's tomb.
Photos blend together.
The same place - it's a painting centuries old, it's a recent photograph, it's a yellowed old photograph. At the very same time of day, in the very same place, with the sun in an identical place in the sky, at the same temperature, with the same breeze, someone else was taking the same photograph. Today is a wide place. Everything remains the same. Nothing remains the same.