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Agatha Christie
If the world's greatest mystery writer vanished for eleven days and registered at a hotel under her husband's mistress's name, what exactly was she solving?
A woman vanished. A thousand police searched. Conan Doyle handed her glove to a psychic. She was at a spa, reading newspapers covered in her own face, registered under her husband's mistress's name. Agatha Christie, the one mystery no one got to solve.
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Every night for years, Hans Christian Andersen left a note on his bedside table that read: "I only appear to be dead."

He spent thirty-six years after his death being moved between increasingly strange rooms across the south of France.

Florence Nightingale's team rejected her, so she set up three and a half miles closer to the front lines than Nightingale ever got.

The FBI sent the fastest plane ever built to find him, and it was defeated by clouds.