Morning - Antwerp

In the kitchen, Nadia has made us a delightful breakfast, she too is bitten on the head. Introduced to other artists. All are wraith like, I feel out of place, Sophia has sharp white pointed canines protruding just a little too far. She is standing next to Nadia by the sink. I am reminded of Dracula's three ladies, smile nervously and look around hopefully.

My companion retells the story of the eminent artist who still pursues her succulent flesh, they all squeal with horror and delight.