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The Tudor-style cottage in the middle of the square is not quite what it seems.

Colorful murals by Jean Cocteau hide within this peaceful London sanctuary.

The John Snow Memorial marks the epicenter of London's 1854 cholera epidemic.

A 168-foot tower, part of the abandoned Chester Leadworks facility.

This beautiful "lagoon" is actually a toxic soup filled with cars, carcasses, and trash. When warnings couldn't stop people from going for a dip, the town dyed it black.

This hospital once pioneered the use of electroencephalograms, but fell into maltreatment, abuse, and eventual abandonment.

This Georgian architectural masterpiece is the only cloth hall left in Britain.

Probably the smallest museum in the world, housed in a disused phone booth.

Locals spent years successfully fighting to save this beloved Brutalist behemoth from demolition.

The last of the 19th-century booze-free bars has been slinging teetotal tonics for over a century.

This Cheshire museum has cuckoo clocks, a rare pipe organ and vintage motorbikes. But mostly cuckoo clocks.

The only electricity pylon under whose legs you can go by boat.

A rotating bridge that carries a little canal over a larger one.

This historic club for wayward boys has shaped some of the biggest names in music almost as much as they have shaped it.

A hunk of prehistoric lava rests amid the Gothic architecture of a campus quad.

Manchester's abandoned train depot lingers in a post-industrial purgatory.

Have a seat with the father of modern computing at this Manchester monument.

A Victorian Gothic masterpiece housing a world-class collection of rare books and manuscripts.

A tiny, hidden alleyway dedicated to the father of meteorology.

The small bright red pillar survived the 1996 Manchester bombing virtually unscathed.

The fake World Cup prize was secretly created after the first one was stolen in 1966.

Formerly abandoned underground complex to keep royals safe from a nuclear war that never came.

A stone obelisk towering over the surrounding countrysides beckons hikers across the rolling moors.

A metal tree emits eerie, melodic notes on top of Lancashire's Crown Point.