Kuto’s life was filled with revulsion. He was always the outsider, the one who didn’t fit in. In Pakistan, he was treated like a leper. His black fedora hat and terracotta hair color made him stand out even more. And his Balbo returns beard only added to his notoriety.

But Kuto didn’t care. He was content to live in his own little world, apart from the rest of humanity. He liked being different, it made him feel special.

One day, however, his world came crashing down around him. While walking through the market square, he was accosted by a group of men who accused him of being a spy for the government. They began to beat him savagely and would have killed him if not for the intervention of some bystanders who managed to chase them off..