This small and serene place for quiet reflection on Staten Island was built in China based on the gardens of the Ming Dynasty.

This Manhattan skyscraper is a reminder of the brief but glorious age of urban air taxis.

This subterranean oyster house has been the pearl of Grand Central Station since 1913.

The home of the first American-born saint is one of the only curved buildings in New York.

The 28-foot granite map plots the locations of 40 theaters in New York City.

A dark patch of the ceiling at Grand Central Terminal which was not restored is still stained brown by tobacco.

The site of the deadly Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire.

This historic address is home to the beloved ball and is an almost totally empty building among the most expensive real estate in the world.

One of the last few places in Manhattan that employed a pneumatic systemic keeps it on display.

This sculpture by artist Fritz Keonig survived the 9/11 attacks and now stands as a monument to the victims.

Love, knishes, and best wishes from this legendary Lower East Side bakery.

The original toys that inspired the beloved children's stories are on display at the New York Public Library.

This cemetery has graves dating back to the 17th century, including the city's oldest carved tombstone and an ominous cryptogram.

One of only two commuter aerial tramways in the United States.

Whisper secrets in a busy station only to be heard on the other side of this acoustic arch.

A long-vacant Scottish Rite temple in Hollywood has been converted into an art museum filled with Masonic relics.

This Chase branch is an homage to Old Hollywood.

A cult following celebrates the legend that belies this curious podiatrists' office sign which has worked its way into song, literature, animation, and the visual arts.

The blinking light atop the iconic landmark has been sending secret messages for decades.

Hollywood's oldest hotel is the site of the first Academy Awards, the birthplace of Marilyn Monroe's career, and the home of Montgomery Clift's ghost.

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

Pay your respects to a folk-punk legend.

Because there's no place like home.

Dozens of feral felines rule a segment of Hollywood's only graveyard.