Across caves, jungles, and deserts, archaeologists are piecing together traces of societies that slipped from written history yet left unmistakable fingerprints in stone, bone, and buried ritual.

Something haunting happens when you stand in the ruins of a place once teeming with life. The silence speaks louder than the ...

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Scott Wallace was a traveling salesman who made his headquarters in Sikeston in 1925. History doesn’t record exactly what he peddled, except for a wild story of an “ancient city” located in a 40-acre ...