Behold a gazebo in a Victorian garden surrounded by an iron fence (which is surrounded by a much higher iron fence) on the grounds of a gigantic mansion (with a tower that's five stories tall), on an estate which encompasses an entire city block. Although once it was surrounded by other palatial estates it is now all alone, surrounded by apartment buildings and businesses. But, like a grande dame who is now of diminished circumstances, it maintains its dignity despite its bustling surroundings. There's stories of it being haunted (nothing like the glamorous dump I work at, though) and although it's not open to the public I did get a behind the scenes tour about 30 years ago, courtesy of a bartender I was good friends with who moonlit as security there part-time. I went there one night before he finished and he walked me through the whole place. He even took me up to the attic floor and showed me the original antique bowling alley, though he kinda hurried through that part. ...

  (pic I took at work during renovation)