Clothes: green tank top

Kuto’s life no. 728

Post date September 28, 2022

Kuto had always been a bit of an outsider. He was born in Tokelau

Kuto had always been a bit of an outsider. He was born in Tokelau, but his family had moved to Samoa when he was young. Kuto had never really felt like he belonged anywhere. He was too dark-skinned for the Samoans and too light-skinned for the Tokelauans. He spoke Tokelauan fluently, but his Samoan was better. Kuto always felt like he was caught between two worlds and never really belonged to either one.

The only place Kuto ever felt truly comfortable was on his bicycle. He would ride for hours, exploring every inch of Samoa. It didn’t matter if it was hot or cold, rain or shine; Kuto loved being on his bike. The wind in his hair and the sun on his skin made him feel alive in a way nothing else could.

One day, while out cycling, Kuto came across a group of boys who were picking on a smaller child. Without thinking any further about it, he rode over and stopped them from bullying the boy any further

Kuto’s life no. 127

Post date September 24, 2022

Kuto was born in the small village of Guinea. He never knew his parents

Kuto was born in the small village of Guinea. He never knew his parents, as they died when he was just a baby. He was raised by his grandparents, who were very strict with him. Kuto grew up hating them, and feeling like an outcast in his own village. When he turned 18, he decided to leave Guinea and start a new life elsewhere.

He ended up in the city of Conakry, where he found work as a janitor at a local hospital. The work was hard and the pay wasn’t great, but it was enough to get by on. Kuto quickly realized that he didn’t like living in the city; it was too noisy and crowded for him. He often daydreamed about returning to his village, where life seemed much simpler and more peaceful.

One day, while cleaning one of the patient rooms at the hospital, Kuto came across an old magazine article about Africa that someone had left behind. The article featured a picture of a man with an afro haircut – something that Kuto had always wanted but never had the courage to try himself. After looking at the picture for awhile, Kuto made up his mind: he would go to Africa and get an afro haircut!

The next day, Kuto quit his job at the hospital and bought a plane ticket to Ghana – which is where he assumed all people with afros lived. When he arrived in Ghanaian capital of Accra , however ,he quickly realized that there were no Africans with afros . Everyone stared at him funny when walked around town with my new haircut . Finally , I gaveupand shaved my head bald .

Kuto’s life no. 710

Post date September 6, 2022

Kuto's life was filled with fear. He was born in the Virgin Islands and grew up in a family that didn't have much money. His father worked long hours as a fisherman to try to make ends meet

Kuto’s life was filled with fear. He was born in the Virgin Islands and grew up in a family that didn’t have much money. His father worked long hours as a fisherman to try to make ends meet, but it was never enough. Kuto always felt like he had to be on his guard, because if he let his guard down even for a moment, something bad would happen.

As Kuto got older, he realized that the world was not a safe place for someone like him. There were people out there who would take advantage of him because of his skin color or because he came from a poor family. He knew that he had to be careful about who he trusted and how much information he shared with them.

One day when Kuto was out fishing with his father, they were attacked by pirates who stole their boat and all of their belongings. Kuto’s father was killed in the attack, and Kuto barely escaped with his life. This experience made him even more paranoid and fearful of the world around him.

Nowadays, Kuto still lives in fear; however, he has learned to cope with it by keeping to himself and staying aware of his surroundings at all times. He doesn’t let anyone get too close to him emotionally or physically; instead preferring to keep them at arm’s length so that they can’t hurt him again like those pirates did all those years ago

Kuto’s life no. 514

Post date September 4, 2022

Kuto's life was filled with dejection. He had been living in Costa Rica for years

Kuto’s life was filled with dejection. He had been living in Costa Rica for years, ever since he had fled his home country of Nicaragua. He was always on the move, never staying in one place for too long. He had a grey cyclist cap that he wore to keep his hair out of his face, and his hair color was honey blonde. Kuto wore aviator silver eyeglasses and usually had a shaved face. He typically wore a green tank top and jeans.

One day, Kuto decided to settle down in a small town in Costa Rica. He rented a room from a local woman and got a job at the only cafe in town. Kuto quickly became friends with the other employees at the cafe, as well as some of the locals who came in regularly. Everyone liked Kuto because he was always so friendly and upbeat, despite his difficult past.

One night, after closing up the cafe, Kuto was walking home when he heard someone calling out to him from an alleyway. Thinking it might be one of his new friends looking for help, Kuto went to investigate…