A simpler time. Where hair was big, greed was good and the graphics on your Atari were radical man.
But forget the leopard print and the spandex, no matter how hard that may be.
Because though the streets of Miami in 1983 may bask in the warmth of the sun during daylight hours, at night the streets are ruled by the cold, bad powerglove of the undead.
And for the creatures of the night, only one thing matters more than recording this week’s Knight Rider…
Its blood okay? BLOOD. They are vampires and its blood.
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