It is a house fit for either a genius, or a 12-year old.

The home of Teller - legally, he has only one name - includes trick mirrors, human skulls, and the inevitable secret passages. Medieval torture racks come outfitted with artificial skeletons, and he still has a coffin in which he was stuffed for his 55th birthday. There is also a talking bear, which can tell you which card you randomly picked out of a deck.

Occasionally, his whimsy gives way to sentiment and wisdom. A taxi cab receipt for a drunk Buster Keaton is framed on the wall. There are also busts of Teller’s parents: Joe Teller was no insignificant man himself, painting his way through a Depression-era, hobo-style existence. Teller has also had a portrait painted of himself, of course - in the style of Dorian Gray.

Penn, of course, has his own house. It’s up the road.

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