Is anyone there?
Local ghostbusters investigate the supernatural on a lonely, windswept Maine isle
The day his landlord came looking for the rent, Howard Hobbs was drunk. It was 1896 and Hobbs had been living on a sliver of an island off the coast of Biddeford, Maine, hunting seals for the $1-a-nose bounty the state was then paying. With his work finally done, the 24-year-old had just spent a couple of days with a ... (Full article: 2005 words)
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