I found this in the vestibule of my apartment building one night, and I just had to open the envelope and read it. I put it back where I left it though, so I’m not a total asshole.
My boyfriend told me “I found a negative” and I thought that he meant he found one of mine on the floor (I’ve been scanning negatives all day for a show), but I looked at it and it was definitely not mine. Turned out that he found it while he was on a walk. Enjoy!
I live in a old duplex and the shared laundry area is in the basement/garage area. This piece of cardboard was nailed to the studs behind the washer when I moved in.
My boss actually found this one walking back to the office.
I was very nervous before I had even found the note because I was on a second date with someone I had a serious crush on. Once I found it everything was calm and, well, ridiculously perfect. We’ve been together now for almost two years but I still find this note from time to time … Continued
I was giving a walking tour when I spotted this.
I found this on the streets of SF when I was living there sometime around 1995-1998. I hope whoever created it is still running amok.
I picture the person who lost this as an old hippie with wispy, shoulder-length gray hair who laments the loss of his youth and hair.
Had to wait 30 minutes for my doctor to see me, but it was worth it when I found this torn photo in the waiting room.
I found this stuffed in a small wooden shoe inherited from my mother’s side of the family. I wonder why the author bothered to explain that the shoes “mean absolutely nothing.” Should they mean something?