sleep mask of everything
As it happens, quite a lot of rather wealthy Continental people come to The Museum of Everything. You wouldn’t think so, judging by our half-arsed appearance, but it is so, and these characters travel in first or business class. One of them left their CathayPacific sleep-mask on the floor in the loo, so we took it, washed it, used it for a bit and then copied it. The result, well it speaks for itself. You get to go to sleep and dream of The Museum of Everything, including a choice of dreams: violent and manly with a redemptive ending; soft and cute with a rabbit and her babies or porn.