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This military mausoleum captures the solemn grandeur that most memorials only aspire to.

An exclusive waiting room built for the royal family in the 1920s is hidden in Milan’s central station.

A madman's personal garden filled with 1,000 sculpted heads.

Originally a leper colony, the island is now an Armenian monastery that's home to an incredible manuscript library and eclectic museum.

The giant skeleton sculpture is surprisingly well-traveled.

This seaside Italian village doesn't just look Escher-esque, it actually inspired the mind-bending artist.

A small window on Via Piella offers a lovely and rare peek at Bologna's lost canals.

Virgil's many-mouthed gateway to the underworld.

Where Aleister Crowley taught magick in "La Chambre Des Cauchemars," his "Chamber of Nightmares."

A sinister pyramid in the Frari contains the heart of the famous neoclassical sculptor.

The Pope’s secret escape route.

Renaissance villa and gardens complete with a tormented colossus.

This floating garden in the sky is straight out of a fairy tale, but the real thing is nothing short of magical.

The world's greatest slide descends 18 stories from this looping mountaintop viewing platform.

This walkway is so narrow it needs its own light to stop pedestrian traffic jams.

Behind the pink curtain, Au Bonheur du Jour, an art gallery of erotic archives.

Georgia’s answer to Easter Island immortalizes the nation’s great poets, artists, and leaders in stone glory.

The world's largest collection of intentionally useless inventions.

Above the door of a house, a plaque claims to commemorate the future living place of the inventor of time travel.

This statue dedicated to the story of a Flemish boy and his dog was relatively obscure in Belgium, but a cult sensation in Japan.

The "stairway to heaven" lookout tower was built to resist weather, arson, and the laws of physics.

This bike path traverses the treetops.

This bike path was sunk below water level for maximum wonder.

This Greek temple, open only an hour a day, was the site of a war of tastes between an architect and an artist.