Kuto’s life was filled with dejection. He had been in Kuwait for years, and his only companions were the black beanie hats he wore on his head and the gold helix piercing on his left ear. Kuto’s hair color was carrot, and he always kept it short so that it wouldn’t be too noticeable. He wore a red Arabic shirt, which made him look more like a foreigner than anything else.
One day, Kuto decided to go out into the city to see if there was anything new happening. He didn’t expect much, but he wanted to at least get out of his apartment for a while. As he walked around, he noticed that everyone seemed to be staring at him. It made him feel uncomfortable, but he tried to ignore it.
eventually come across a group of people who were laughing and joking with each other. They didn’t seem to care about anyone else around them, and they definitely weren’t paying attention to Kuto. He thought about approaching them and asking if they knew any good places to eat or drink in the city, but he decided against it. After all, why would they want to help someone like him?
Eventually, Kuto gave up on exploring the city and headed back home feeling defeated once again