...a deathly serenade...

bottom compartment were the pair of very
questionable Halal chicken meal boxes. As the
thought occurred that my suspicions about Franz
and Islam were substantiated, the note on the
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
refrigerator —magnetised with a picture of Franz
and Ellis standing in front of the Jardin Des
Vestiges (Garden of Ruins) in Marseille— was a
yellow post-it note with the words:
"Don't eat my Halal boxes of Chicken! I need to
do yoga in living rm, I booked it. Ellis"
From this it is clear that, in fact, the Halal
food in question was not Franz's but Ellis',
fortunately. All in all, the refrigerator was very
messy and clearly looked bachelor - esque. It is
obvious that Ellis had long since departed the
Islington apartment and into his life as the
microwavable meals show that he was mostly
eating such foods. The disorganisation
emphasises the bout of depression he was
suffering from. Particularly defiant in his last
interview, of Ellis leaving him and the then
impending divorce, he said: "Love is a wolf, I
never talk about such things but, we had our
different traits; I am more free spirited and she is
more Hitler-esque. My life is perhaps just less tidy
(laughs)." Of course this caused the impending
divorce to become even more bitter with Franz's
estate becoming a topic of even more anxiety after
the publishing of this comment. I should also
mention another sketch drawn on the yellow
post-it note that depicts a woman, we can assume
as Ellis, with a prominent moustache above the
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