What do you think about this?
On the morning of December 1, 1948, a well dressed man was found dead, propped against a seawall on Somerton Beach in Adelaide, Australia. No wallet. No identification. The labels had been cut out of his clothes. He carried nothing that could name him.
In a hidden fob pocket, police found a tiny scrap of paper torn from a book of Persian poetry, printed with two words, Tamam Shud, meaning it is finished, or ended. The exact book it came from surfaced later with a strange handwritten code in the back that has never been cracked. For more than seventy years he was simply the unknown man, buried under a blank headstone, the subject of endless spy theories. Only recently did researchers, using DNA drawn from hair preserved in a plaster cast, put a likely name to him, a Melbourne electrical engineer called Carl Webb. Police have never formally confirmed it. Yet how he died, and why he was stripped of every clue, is still a mystery.
What if the answer to who erased this man’s identity is still sitting inside that uncracked code?
A cold war spy, a jilted lover, or something we will never fully know? What do you think happened to the Somerton man?





