
Monks Mound (Cahokia)
A four-sided earthen platform the size of a pyramid base, rising about 100 ft out of the ground, with a concrete staircase appearing to lead up into the sky – like a real life stairway to heaven.
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A four-sided earthen platform the size of a pyramid base, rising about 100 ft out of the ground, with a concrete staircase appearing to lead up into the sky – like a real life stairway to heaven.

A 5,000-year-old passage tomb in the Boyne Valley whose long stone corridor leads to a dark inner chamber, aligned so that sunrise at the winter solstice briefly fills it with light.

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A small cemetery chapel in Kutná Hora whose lower chamber is decorated with the bones of tens of thousands of people. Chandeliers, pyramids, coats of arms and garlands, all made of skulls and femurs.

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