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A faded sign from the 1920s remembers Baltimore's resistance toward banning alcohol.

This bug-eyed water wheel uses the power of the Sun to clean up Baltimore Harbor.

Crammed into a Baltimore row house is an oddities shop that sells everything from skulls to dead insects.

This beloved Baltimore spot features caged dolls, a giant Pez collection, and many, many mannequins.

Hidden in an enchanting ravine, numerous mysterious sandstone grooves hint at ancient pagan rituals.

These towering spires and glowing walls are carefully crafted from hundreds of thousands of icicles.

Next to a newer mosque in Khujand’s main square lies the city’s oldest mosque, whose interiors are spectacularly intricate.

A Cajun-style Christmas on the river also involves sky-high pyres and explosives.

Instead of hoofing it up steep stairs, residents can hitch a ride on this private lift.

A 1950s Googie burger stand is now a Los Angeles landmark.

The exterior of this home was used for the hit television show, The Brady Bunch.

Pizza joint known for labor-inducing salad dressing.

There are lots of hands and feet stamped in the cement in front of Grauman’s Chinese Theater, but Mel left behind something extra.

Historic house-museum dedicated to the revolutionary gay graphic artist Tom of Finland.

Friendships have been forged over ham and eggs every Wednesday morning for a century.

Come crisp December nights, this fairly plain neighborhood becomes a holiday dream world.

A master of deception, Harry Houdini's greatest trick may have been living in two places at once.

This forgotten Frank Lloyd Wright house is an architectural marvel at the end of a sleepy residential street.

A quirky collection of figurines backdropped by city views is hidden next to a popular restaurant in the Hollywood hills.

A fashion designer's dazzling world of Japanese collectibles is hidden in a warehouse downtown.

World War II-era Nazi compound nestled in the Santa Monica hills.

The quiet canyon has a tumultuous history involving a doomsday cult.

A ghost town at the airport is now a refuge for blue butterflies.

Once owned by the largest employer in Colorado, these ovens have been abandoned for over a century.