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A faded sign from the 1920s remembers Baltimore's resistance toward banning alcohol.

This bug-eyed water wheel uses the power of the Sun to clean up Baltimore Harbor.

One of the oldest anatomical theaters in the U.S. still in use was once the site of an infamous cadaver riot.

The childhood home of the Sultan of Swat is just a line drive away from Oriole Park at Camden Yards.

A model home in the Medical Examiner's Office in which grisly death scenes are staged to train forensic investigators.

The design of this historic domed church was influenced by Thomas Jefferson and intended as a statement of religious freedom.

Once America's tallest structure, now a Baltimore landmark.

One artist’s scheme to expand museum viewing hours into the evening led to the illumination of an entire city.

Baltimore's first skyscraper may be home to the inspiration behind pulp fiction's most celebrated bird.

Once a thriving business district, this former shopping area is now an urban ghost town in the heart of the city.

The man who first patented the Ouija board rests in peace beneath a headstone that playfully reflects that achievement.

A hidden alley in urban Baltimore is a haven for graffiti artists.

These vibrant row houses are a unique example of Baltimore kitsch.

This lovely tree was a thank you gift from the man known as "Public Enemy No.1."

Once part of a dam servicing an early 19th century grist mill, the tucked-way falls are a tricky-to-find urban oasis.

A miniature city within a city, complete with traffic signs, signals, and streets to teach Baltimore's youth traffic safety laws.

A folk art mecca famous among outsider art fans.

This ceremonial mound is one of the first officially recognized Native American historical sites in North Carolina.

A "hospital" where people went to be quarantined, die, and be buried in the yard.

A dilapidated Victorian mansion sits in the middle of a Virginia golf course.

A collection of abstract sculptures by a former tobacco auctioneer turned outsider artist.

A sculptor's dream castle turned fantastical ruin.

Between 1930 and 1946, a tobacco farmer laid his beloved horses and mules to rest in this small patch of pine forest.

This futuristic folk sculpture park sits along a peaceful stretch of rural North Carolina roadway.