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Mysterious library of an infamous financier and spiritual seeker.

In the middle of the desert, miles from any human life, sat an anomalous pay phone that still magically answers your calls.

A mysterious find dredged from Louisiana waters.

A museum of unusual collections, mini-towns, and a half-dog, half-alligator.

One of the longest water bridges in the world was built over a supposedly haunted swamp in Louisiana.

This relatively recently abandoned brewery is a tragic reminder of the continuing effects of Hurricane Katrina.

This New Orleans statue of a portly figure in a goofy hat pays homage to a classic of satirical literature.

A little piece of Paris in the sultry south of the U.S.

This bar named after the world's first mixed cocktail was home to one of New Orleans' most notorious politicians.

The crumbling remains of a 19th century fortess.

Storyville was New Orleans' historic red light district and hotbed of jazz music, sometimes referred to simply as "The District."

A haunting, yet lovingly hand-hewn potters' field full of graves that flood with each heavy rain.

The crumbling ruins of this southern American fort have survived storms, war, and cults.

This abandoned Civil War fortress is slowly being swallowed by the waters of Lake Borgne.

Pirates had to be ousted from the land where this now ruined Louisiana fortress was built.

According to one local tradition, the entrance to the Voodoo underworld can be found in New Orleans through seven gates scattered throughout the city's French Quarter.

New Orleans' famous cemetery, located on the site of a former race track.

A typical "Old South" manor, once owned by author Anne Rice, served as the setting for several of her witchcraft sagas.

An impressive collection of dollhouses and an homage to the frog-leg canning industry.

A house of courtship where the Jazz Age's most storied lovers got their start.

This knobby, drooping New Orleans oak is a favorite place both for climbing and for meeting giraffes.

If New Orleans is the birthplace of the "cocktail," why does their own museum of cocktail memorabilia beg to differ?

"If she'd leave us alone, we would have a happy home, sent from down below."

Imagine playing a version of Legends of the Hidden Temple, but with a distinctly Southern Gothic flare.