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Once upon a time, there was a very strange Midwestern pharmacist named Henry Wellcome. Henry got very wealthy and developed a taste for hoarding medical oddities, such as Napoleon’s toothbrush, hair from George III, oil paintings of childbirth, and Japanese sex toys. When he died, he bequeathed a flashy museum for them, which now makes for a highly amusing hour’s visit. Besides the permanent collection, there’s always an offbeat temporary exhibit or two, pertaining to the human body and its uses—recent ones were on sex research and corpse forensics. It’s always one of the most compelling museums in town, and its sizable shop is one of the more intellectual.