Think of the vampire as KISS, once a thing feared by religious folk, but now the most fearsome of the original foursome is pitching cherry Dr Pepper and living a scripted lifestyle on TV. The werewolf is like The Sex Pistols — raw, nasty, untamed and probably not something you really want to live with. At best it’ll pee on your furniture. At worst, it might eat you.
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