Kuto was happy in Djibouti. He had a grey cyclist cap and his hair was the color of terracotta. His face was shaved and he wore a red sweater. He was always satisfied with his life. One day, Kuto saw a man riding a bicycle. He asked the man where he got the bike and the man told him that he bought it from a store in town. Kuto went to the store and bought himself a bike. From then on, Kuto’s life was filled with satisfaction as he rode his bike around town every day.