It's happened to everybody.

Sometimes someone, a stranger, maybe someone you know,

does something that just drives you insane.

Maybe they cut you off in traffic.

Maybe they've got a hundred items in the express checkout lane of the grocery store.

Whatever it is, silently fuming, you think to yourself, go to hell.

But what if you could actually send them there?

And what if hell was kind of nice?

It had an ice cream shop and a mini golf course.

It's the greatest place in the world to people watch.

I'm Dylan Thuris, and this is Atlas Obscira, a celebration of the world's strange,

incredible, and wondrous places.

And today, you go to hell.

Michigan, we go to hell, Michigan.

And we discover a small town built on a pun and the man

who has made it his mission to make every visitor fall in love with hell. More after this. Hell, Michigan is a very, very small town outside of Ann Arbor.

Current population is 72. In fact, it is so small that every

part of the town is all within one block of each other. Today we say hell has three business

districts, uptown, midtown, downtown. There's one building in each. I own uptown and midtown.

That's John Colon. He's a retired Vietnam vet, and he's the owner of most of the

buildings within this small town square. He's lived in and around hell his entire life, and

frankly, he really enjoys being the Lord of Hell. That's my words, not his, but you can just tell.

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