The Howl

Sydney’s untamed stories, told with teeth.

Sydney’s untamed stories, told with teeth.

Sydney looks pretty on a postcard - beaches, sails, sunshine. But scratch the surface and this city howls. Convicts plotting escapes, razor gangs carving up alleyways, rum running the

economy, bunkers on the cliffs, and pubs where half the laws were written - and broken - over a drink.

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Sydney’s First Tourist Attraction Was a Rotting Corpse

Forget the Opera House. Forget the Bridge. Sydney’s OG landmark was a bloke dangling from chains — a sun-dried convict corpse waving at every ship that dared sail into the harbour. Meet Francis Morgan: murderer, troublemaker, and the man who literally put Pinchgut Island on the map by hanging around a little too long. Three years too long.

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Sydney’s First Tourist Attraction Was a Rotting Corpse

Forget the Opera House. Forget the Bridge. Sydney’s OG landmark was a bloke dangling from chains — a sun-dried convict corpse waving at every ship that dared sail into the harbour. Meet Francis Morgan: murderer, troublemaker, and the man who literally put Pinchgut Island on the map by hanging around a little too long. Three years too long.

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Sydney’s First Tourist Attraction Was a Rotting Corpse

Forget the Opera House. Forget the Bridge. Sydney’s OG landmark was a bloke dangling from chains — a sun-dried convict corpse waving at every ship that dared sail into the harbour. Meet Francis Morgan: murderer, troublemaker, and the man who literally put Pinchgut Island on the map by hanging around a little too long. Three years too long.

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