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According to local myth this cemetery is half evil spirits, half good—split down the middle.

The Master of Magnetism dominates the walls of a scrap metal yard to keep graffiti artists at bay.

This lush forest valley was once mined for lumber to the extent that it was once nicknamed "The Pennsylvania Desert."

Delicate Wurlitzers, creepy clowns, and The Noid all share space in this insane explosion of kitsch history.

This public space is speckled with the eerie remnants of a defunct amusement park.

This hidden gem of a garden has one of the only surviving Victorian ferneries in America.

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

Intricate storybook scenes are tucked inside these shadow boxes, which are tucked inside a library in the Pocono Mountains.

The world's largest occupied bat houses hold hundreds of thousands of flying mammals.

Visitors flock to see this church tower's unintended feature: It happens to resemble a giant chicken from multiple points of view.

A circus legend leaves an unexpected endowment.

A luxuriant botanical garden below sea level.

The humble home where the famous beat author lived briefly and wrote one of his most famous works.

Despite being made of a seashell mortar, the crumbling remains of this historic Florida mill are still standing.

Human skulls and a stuffed goat made into a rocking chair can be found at this strange little store.

Florida castle built with aluminum printing plates.

Arrr! The most authentic collection of pirate artifacts in the world... matey.

St Bernard de Clairvaux Episcopal Church, better known as one of the oldest European buildings in the Western Hemisphere.

Florida might be at its most surreal in this museum devoted to the famed Spanish artist.

This underground oasis is one of North America’s most fascinating prehistoric places—and you can scuba dive in it.

A mysterious castle built as a monument to lost love.

An underwater city for the dead.

Like Mardi Gras, only everyone's a pirate.

A gleaming white tower in ornate Indian style soars above the low-slung bungalows of north Tampa.