I did find the Communism Museum, which I went to after the recommendation of several members of my group. It was quite good and it gave you a really good sense of what it was like to live under the communist regime.
This is the Rudolfinum, where I saw the concert in Prague the first night.
I also went to the Kafka museum, which was really cool and was full of optical illusions and the sounds of scuttling cockroaches, to give you insight into the mind of Kofka. In case you didn’t know (I didn’t) Kofka was a beurecrat at an insurance company in Prague and complained about his 6-hour work day.
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