Kuto was born in the Ivory Coast, and spent his early life there. As a young man, he was always filled with concern for others, and was always looking out for their well-being. One day, Kuto’s mother told him that he needed to leave the Ivory Coast and go to America, because his father had been killed in a tribal war. Kuto didn’t want to leave his home, but he knew that he had to do what his mother said.

So Kuto set out on his journey to America. He arrived in New York City and started working odd jobs to make ends meet. He wasn’t used to the cold winters or the fast pace of life in the city, but he kept going because he knew that this is what his father would have wanted him to do. After a few years of struggling, Kuto finally saved up enough money to buy a small apartment in Brooklyn. It wasn’t much, but it was a start.

Kuto continued working hard and eventually started his own business importing African goods into the United States. His business grew quickly and soon he became quite successful. However, even with all of his success, Kuto never forgot about those back home in the Ivory Coast who were less fortunate than him. He regularly sent money back home to help support family members and friends who were struggling financially. One day