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New writing most Tuesdays. It was a glorious autumn day in Sydney, Australia, as Narcich Young leant on the rail overlooking

the indoor saltwater swimming pool near Koji Beach. Young worked at the Sydney Morning Herald,

but on Anzac Day, April 25, 1935, it was taking some time out to enjoy the busy public holiday.

Earlier the pool had been bustling with visitors, although no one was there to swim themselves.

Now as late afternoon sunshine slanted across the water,

Young was one of only a few visitors left, staring at the reason why.

A 14 and a half foot long tiger shark.

There'd been eight shark attacks around Sydney in the past 12 months, six of them fatal.

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