Kuto’s life no. 0233

Kuto’s life was filled with revulsion. He was always the odd one out, the one who didn’t fit in. His hair color was terracotta, and his balding head made him look even more freakish. His face was shaved, and he wore a grey sweater that only added to his eerie appearance. Kuto never felt like he belonged anywhere, but he tried to make the best of it.

He found some solace in Argentina, where he hoped to find others like himself. But even there, he felt like an outsider. He couldn’t help but feel disgusted by the way people stared at him, as if they were looking at a monster. It wasn’t long before Kuto realized that he would never truly belong anywhere…

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