The porno from the 1920s made the admission price to this museum entirely worth it. Corpulent women with their emaciated, flaccid lovers epitomized ugly people having bad sex. The range from phallic shoes to sadomasochistic gear with requisite swing and cage as well as contraptions from chastity belts to canes enabling the male carrier to urinate standing up rounded out their fine collection. This definitely topped the Sex Museum in NYC--which I had visited during the foot-binding focused exhibit which was not the least bit sexy. This type of museum can never really accomplish the task of being sexually stimulating in that the onus is on presenting artifacts and labeling them with chronologic and systematic accuracy--wholly dismissing them as objects of pleasure, reducing them to sterile, tangible representations of ideas from eras bygone.
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