Kuto’s life no. 637
Kuto's life was filled with disgust. He had always been a loner, and now he was in Zambia, far away from his home in Zimbabwe. The only thing that kept him going was the hope that someday he would find someone to share his life with.
One day, as Kuto was walking through the streets of Lusaka, he saw a man wearing a grey bowler hat. The man's hair color was black, and he had a shaved face. He was wearing a red and yellow t-shirt, and Kuto could see that he had a silver helix piercing on left ear.
The man caught Kuto's eye, and they locked eyes for a moment. There was something about the man that made Kuto feel disgusted, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Eventually, the man broke eye contact and continued on his way.
Kuto didn't know what it was about the man that made him feel so disgusted, but he couldn't get the image of the man out of his mind. Try as he might, he just couldn't shake off the feeling of revulsion...
One day, as Kuto was walking through the streets of Lusaka, he saw a man wearing a grey bowler hat. The man's hair color was black, and he had a shaved face. He was wearing a red and yellow t-shirt, and Kuto could see that he had a silver helix piercing on left ear.
The man caught Kuto's eye, and they locked eyes for a moment. There was something about the man that made Kuto feel disgusted, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Eventually, the man broke eye contact and continued on his way.
Kuto didn't know what it was about the man that made him feel so disgusted, but he couldn't get the image of the man out of his mind. Try as he might, he just couldn't shake off the feeling of revulsion...
