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This nondescript coffee shop conceals one of the wildest patisseries in New York City.

Slurp sesame noodles at the third-generation family-run establishment that invented them.

At this small shop off a dirt road in the forest, the specialty is eel the owner caught and smoked himself.

Dine on old-school red sauce fare at a former mob hang out and film set for The Sopranos.

A formerly abandoned mental institute, now back in business.

A young woman's senseless murder led to the controversial psychological theory of the "bystander effect."

Spike Lee's provocative film is officially honored right where it was made, the first time a work of art was used as a secondary street name.

An unassuming nature trail winds through dozens of tiny houses built for the wee people.

Harlem park dedicated to compulsive hoarders killed by their own junk.

A hidden bar inside an ad agency has a deliberately misleading name, so employees can stay late under pretext of paperwork.

Possibly the smallest church in the world floats in the middle of a pond.

This tiny little island has, as the name says, just enough room for its single house.

The impeccably spiced roast pork buns at this bakery are worth the wait.

The highest point on the island known for buildings that touch the sky.

This slender three-story building has also had several famous residents.

"Gnome Chomsky" was once the largest gnome in the world, but is now simply tall for his kind.

This striking arch, one of the first architectural elements constructed in Prospect Park, was recently restored to its original glory.

One of the few remaining American elm trees in New York’s Tompkins Square Park was the birthplace of a new religion.

This outpost of America's most popular fast-food restaurant is housed inside a palatial mansion.

A one-ton statue of Steve Rogers beautifies the entry to a Brooklyn Bed, Bath & Beyond.

You don't have to be an ambassador to dine like one.

A nearly 100-year-old dining car in upstate New York embodies the golden age of roadside dining.

Established in 1937, the oldest candy shop in New York City boasts a rainbow-colored inventory that would make Willy Wonka envious.

A dark patch of the ceiling at Grand Central Terminal which was not restored is still stained brown by tobacco.