One of my enduring memories as a teenager was visiting the Philadelphia Art Museum, and marveling at the "second-largest collection of arms and armor in the United States." There was a gallery lined with medieval weapons, including rows and rows of pikes with basically anything you put on the end of a long stick to hurt someone. I've mentioned here before of my childhood experiences with muskies, and how the comparative, uh, scale of this specimen isn't actually all that much exaggerated...
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