sasha

Sasha Mace was once a San Francisco-based artist with a mean streak that stretched as far as Ohio. She could be found on insomniatic late nights chain smoking and wandering her neighborhood with a stencil attached to her hand like a kite. Or on manic mornings in her living room indulging in reckless sewing binges- set to a soundtrack of daytime television soap operas and talk shows. She enjoyed excessive amounts of coffee, unabashed flirting, and harvesting the internal organs of antique music boxes. That was all before she went missing.