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Inside an elevator shaft at the end of an alleyway lies a tiny museum of regular-sized things. It's called...Museum, and it's a scrap of whimsicality behind graffitied doors. The exhibits range from the curiously mundane (tubes of toothpaste, a bag of melted gummy worms) to the insane (such as the alleged shoe thrown at George Bush).