When the economy goes to pot, we the people place our faith in one indisputably sexy commodity. It's the lone bright spot on Wall Street and a rallying cry for the riotous right.
Years of running drugs and boosting cars left FRANK BOURASSA thinking: There's got to be an easier way to earn a dishonest living. That's when he nerved up the idea to make his fortune. (Literally.) Which is how Frank became the most prolific counterfeiter in American history—a guy with more than $200 million in nearly flawless fake twenties stuffed in a garage.
Spend a week or two in Tupelo, Mississippi, and you begin to wonder if the air down here perhaps contains an element that causes dreams to ignite and burn hotter and stranger than elsewhere in the world. What are the dreams that catch fire in this town?