I found the rat, disgusting vermin that it is.
For weeks i assumed that it had died up in the roof and that the stench was unlocatable and unremovable. I was wrong.
My last day in my flat I shifted my bookshelf to load it onto the trailer and what did i find. Gross emaciated disgustingness lying under my bookshelf. I found the nearest tool I could (a pitchfork in the garden) to shift it outside. From where some other kind soul threw it in the bin for me, where i took a photo of it for future records. Yuk.
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