The largest body of water in Massachusetts annihilated four small towns just to slake Boston's thirst.

This log cabin gallery is one man's gnarly, hand-carved tribute to his favorite trees.

This morbid, delightful curiosity shop offers everything from animal bones to human teeth.

A natural gas leak provides a flickering flame beneath a waterfall.

Despite its lavish ornamentation, and wholesome lifestyle of its devotees, this mountain commune has faced its share of issues.

This North Carolina grave is the final resting place of the world's most famous conjoined twins.

Try a classic Necco candy bar being resurrected in a small suburban shop.

The poems Nathaniel Hawthorne and his wife Sophia etched into its windows are still visible today.

"the sweltering inhabitants of Charleston and New Orleans, of Madras and Bombay and Calcutta, drink at my well . . . The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges."

This castle constructed in 1928 was crafted from drawings of Lismore Castle in Ireland.

An alley way dedicated to graffiti and street art is a constantly changing street gallery.

The headquarters of one of the world’s longest-running humor magazines bears a noticeable resemblance to a head wearing a Prussian helmet.

This is the house that spite built.

This peaceful Massachusetts graveyard was one of the first "garden-style" cemeteries in America.

No one really knows how these old hobby horses got here, but the herd keeps growing.

A former waterfront market is now in the center of town due to some interesting Boston engineering.

Millions of numbers carved in glass represent the tattoos forced upon victims.

The site of Paul Revere's historic two lantern warning.

Ice cream stand, snack bar, and time capsule of milk conveyance.

Macabre headstones carved with winged skulls, dancing skeletons, and pithy reminders of impending death.

A men’s restroom became a sandwich shop.

Mrs. Mallard and her brood are a beloved fixture in Boston Public Garden.

The Boston square dedicated to the dark poet who was born nearby.

The former locus of Boston's high culture has been shuttered and buried for over 70 years.