Kuto’s life was filled with indignation. He was in Guinea-Bissau, and his middle part medium haircut wasn’t doing him any favors. His hair color was blond, and he had a Super Mario mustache that made him look like a clown. He wore a black polo shirt, and he looked like he belonged in a circus.

One day, Kuto went to the market to buy some groceries. While he was there, he saw a group of children playing with a ball. They were laughing and having fun, and Kuto couldn’t help but feel jealous. He wished he could be like them – carefree and happy.

Suddenly, one of the children lost control of the ball, and it came bouncing towards Kuto. He reflexively reached out to catch it, but his hands closed around thin air as the ball sailed past him. The children laughed at him mockingly, and Kuto felt his face flush with humiliation