Kuto’s life no. 141

Kuto had been living a life filled with melancholy ever since he arrived in the Holy See. He missed his home and family back on Earth, and he found the constant reminders of his mortality here in the city to be quite depressing. The only thing that seemed to bring him any joy was cycling, but even that was often overshadowed by the thought of death.

One day, as Kuto was out cycling, he came across a grey cyclist cap lying on the ground. He picked it up and put it on, instantly feeling better. The colour reminded him of home, and the simple act of putting on a piece of clothing made him feel more connected to his old life.

As Kuto continued to cycle around the city, he began to notice that people were looking at him differently. They would smile and wave as he rode past, and some even stopped to chat with him about his favourite routes or how fast he was going today. It was strange, but it made Kuto happy; for perhaps the first time since arriving in the Holy See, he felt like he belonged somewhere.
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