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The midnight air in Lawrenceville, Illinois, in October of 1997 was completely freezing, thick with a suffocating darkness that seemed to swallow the quiet suburban houses whole. Inside the modest, warm home at 112…
The autumn wind sweeping through the ancient, stone-paved valleys of Perugia, Italy, in November of 2007 carried a heavy, freezing mist that seemed to trap the historic university town in an eerie silence. Inside…