Across Illinois, once-bustling river ports and mining towns now sit silent, their fading buildings quietly preserving the stories of a forgotten past.
The moment the calendar flips to October, my inner ghost hunter awakens. The fog on the ground, bare branches against the windows, and the bright harvest moon create an eerie atmosphere. My senses ...
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