The famed amusement district marks the beginning of summer with a wild procession of nautical creatures.

A way to take your secrets to someone else's grave.

A beautiful collection of architectural ornaments rescued from demolished New York City buildings.

A Victorian cemetery in the heart of Brooklyn remains a popular mecca of morbid curiosity.

You can still ride this 100-year-old work of art in Brooklyn's largest public park.

An oasis of calm amid the chaos of the boardwalk, the museum traces the heritage of this beloved beachside amusement park.

One of the most enjoyable bits of history at Coney Island and “the most romantic ride in the world.”

Tucked in a nondescript downtown Brooklyn mall is a bar containing a remarkable turn of the century anatomical wax collection last seen in 1920s Berlin.

Just your average Marie Antoinette–themed speakeasy in an abandoned 19th-century subway tunnel.

Ride the subways of yesteryear.

These former theme park figures have a new lease on life outside a water plant-turned-restaurant.

Like Mardi Gras, only everyone's a pirate.

A whimsical menagerie of devils, krampuses, satyrs, and other horned creatures.

The hidden jewel of Disneyland: a members only playground for the Disney elite.

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

A carousel trades in its classic horses and calliope for endangered species, native flora and fauna, and a modern soundtrack.

Beautiful Victorian buildings from L.A.'s forgotten architectural past.

Historic marionette theater features thousands of handmade puppets and free cups of ice cream.

This moving cemetery sphere is a slowly rolling stone.

The final resting place of the most famous sharpshooter.

This downtown Dallas art installation is always on the lookout.

The oldest family-run restaurant in the United States is a living museum of New Orleans dining history.

This bar named after the world's first mixed cocktail was home to one of New Orleans' most notorious politicians.

If New Orleans is the birthplace of the "cocktail," why does their own museum of cocktail memorabilia beg to differ?