This beloved American snack was conceived by a hungry coal miner.

This funicular railway rumbles along for a mile up the nearly vertical face of Chattanooga’s Lookout Mountain.

A bizarre roadside attraction and the first instance of miniature golf in the world.

When local government began removing public benches, the public pushed back, and vibrant, community-built seating now outnumbers the official shelters at Chattanooga bus stops.

A 10-foot segment of the concrete barrier stands quietly on the campus.

Georgia’s last drive-in movie theater is a relic of a bygone era.

The beauty of urban decay, hiding some dark secrets.

This angular brutalist playground turns playtime into modern art time.

Commemorating the planting of trees by the Atlanta chapter of the Concatenated Order of Hoo-Hoo.

Final remnants of the 1895 Cotton States and International Exposition.

A grassroots community effort in the 1970s led to the creation of this beautiful garden full of delightfully whimsical exhibits.

A colorful square marks the heart of the city's LGBTQ community.

Beside some power panels, a plaque celebrates the history of an alternate world.

This 19th century cotton-gin factory has been repurposed into an artist space and cultural center, complete with goats.

This "living building" on Georgia Tech's campus is home to a blueberry orchard, honeybees, and more than 900 solar panels.

A slanted tomb honors the faithful, furry companion of the Georgia Tech student body.

The only subterranean ping pong table in Atlanta.

A psychedelic tribute to one of Georgia's most unique artistic visionaries, out of place and time in the heart of Atlanta.

Rare and classic books by Black authors are the focus at this independent bookstore in a historic Atlanta neighborhood.

A local dive where religious kitsch, Southern identity, and queer culture collide.

For the last eight decades, this curious shop has been ridding Atlanta of bad juju.

The first integrated firehouse in Atlanta houses a museum on the history of desegregation in the city's fire department.

Atlanta's strange assortment of concrete pillars inspires reflection in some, confusion in others.

Scattered around Atlanta are little doors with big charm.