Back in the snowy winters of 1997, in the outskirts of Toronto, I met a wonderful person: Furp. Great sense of humor, warm, kind, and good-looking as hell, I spent a weekend with him, Dracon and Chronos. We all spent the weekend, hanging out and doing whatever, had a wonderful time. I even drew a couple of dragons having wild gay sex on his back in
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