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A 200-year-old bar is all that remains of one Mississippi River town's rough-and-tumble past.

The 19th-century ruins hide deep in an overgrown forest.

The only place to see live frogs don pigtails and top hats, then eat their scrumptious legs.

The above-ground crypts at this Catholic cemetery face north-south instead of the usual east-west.

A swamp and garden tour featuring local wildlife and exotic botanical specimens from around the world.

For 150 years one family has been producing the iconic hot sauce on a bayou island made of salt.

This city block-long devotional site, a replica of a famous site in France, is dedicated to the patron saint of grandmothers, mothers, and educators.

Made of giant chains and hung with shackles, this iron cross honors those unknowns who perished under American slavery.

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

An abandoned munitions storage facility with a rich architectural history.

Jacksonville's highways rendered this century-old grammar school unusable.

This historic museum is home to a rare Confederate Chester Gun.

A whimsical folk art environment where you can lose yourself in the many colors of joy, beauty, and creativity.

This set of rickety spaceships are prepared to give alien travelers a place to relax and go to the bathroom.

This South Carolina water tower is an icon of the city of Walterboro, but it also once served as the county jail.

Despite being burnt down multiple times, the ruins of this South Carolina church are still standing.

Ruins of a Carnegie family mansion on Cumberland Island.

A modest walled graveyard where nobody is actually buried.

This monument claims to display the first pot used to cook a famed Southern stew.

A humid oasis combines recreation with exploration in a unique underwater cavern.

Alabama has a fiberglass Stonehenge. With apologies to Spinal Tap, this one is full-size.

This small hut in the middle of a parking lot was once the wooded sanctuary of the 'Hermit of Montrose.'

It's a pretty creepy lock-up.

A tribute to Ponce de Leon's supposed quest for eternal youth.