This ageless blood-sucker’s hunting ground can be anywhere: the achingly cool New York club scene; picket fence suburbia; a California boardwalk; or near-dark bars and lonely truck stops. They exist only for the thrill of the hunt and the sating of their red hunger.
Sculpted by Ari Níelsson.
Supported by Jeremy Mahieu.
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