Kyro meditates in bed, only thinking of his master.
What happens when the stereotype of sombody who defends the worst vices of a sex industry happenns to hide it on his pedestal?
Where's the respect and dignity of a such a naughty obsessive that only perpetuates the comic side? What a defiler of the flesh market he makes it!
F****** furrys!
I'm sure some of them can see the light, what can make an old man so dark a shadow?