If you’re interested in thousands of feathers suspended from the ceiling,

hundreds of feet of metal cages and bubbles for climbing that are suspended two, three, five stories in the air,

random pieces of architecture stripped from old buildings,

vintage signs that are just too good to get rid of,

pieces of old ships,

displays that teeter on the line of cute and creepy,

disturbing gargoyles,

church art stripped from a destroyed sanctuary,

fair signage,

out-of-tune pianos in whose wood you can carve your name and your sweetheart’s too,

and the world’s largest pencil,

check out St. Louis’s City Museum.

And if you’re really brave, do it on Friday.

After they turn out the lights.