There's a short story by Ray Bradbury about an automated house that survives a nuclear blast. The shadows of the children throwing a ball are on the house outside, and inside the robots continue to service a family that's no longer there. That's what it reminds me of.
Wow, what a coincidence. I was just there for in the museum for the first (and probably only) time in life and the next moment I open Lemmy, I read this.