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A faux European lane smack dab in downtown L.A.

Scores of vintage street lamps shine along L.A.’s Miracle Mile.

Crypt mausoleum in cathedral's basement contains relics of third century Roman martyr, Saint Vibiana.

Come for the 14-foot-long taxidermy alligator. Stay for the mini costumed gators shooting pool.

A collection of full-size movie monsters opened to the public.

This colorful artistic feature atop a Danish art gallery allows visitors to stroll through a rainbow.

This is the sewer drain that was the inspiration for the opening scene of Stephen King’s classic novel “IT”.

This legendary dive bar boasts a collection of over 1,300 clown figurines.

A purr-fectly spirited bronze celebration of local street felines through history.

This enormous aluminum figure in Denmark lying in a plunged position, echoes the global debate on canceled historical statues.

A retired schoolteacher in suburban Nevada transformed his front yard into a paleontological menagerie.

Several colorful mosaic panels depict the life and creative genius of the Master of Suspense.

Dozens of feral felines rule a segment of Hollywood's only graveyard.

A shrine to a skeleton saint in the city of angels.

The programmatic glory of LA's giant whiskey barrel building has become an upscale reminder of the city's kitschy roadside past.

One man's vast collection of artifacts and ephemera from matchbooks and postcards to vintage neon signs and cars.

Resting place of Hollywood's immortals is also site of summer film screenings.

The graveyard is filled with beautiful funerary art and boasts breathtaking views of Florence.

According to the local folklore, the myriad colors of this lake are the result of a lovelorn wizard's blunder.

The final resting place of the poets Shelley and Keats.

Everyone from Alan Ginsberg to The Rolling Stones has stopped by this classic dive bar.

Fuel your honky-tonking with this venue's unbeatable “Recession Special.”

Flaunt your karaoke chops at this pitch-perfect dive bar.

Florida's oldest bar was once a morgue, complete with a hanging tree and gravestones.