Kuto’s life no. 65

Kuto was born in a small village in North Macedonia. He was the youngest of three children and his parents were poor farmers. When Kuto was five years old, his family moved to the city of Skopje. His father got a job as a janitor at a local hospital and his mother worked as a maid. Kuto went to school and did well, but he was always getting into trouble because he loved to play pranks on his classmates. When he was ten years old, Kuto’s family moved again, this time to the United States. They settled in New York City and Kuto’s father got a job as a taxi driver. Kuto attended public schools in New York and continued to play tricks on his classmates. He also started exploring the city on his own and found that he loved going to museums, art galleries, and concerts.

When Kuto turned eighteen, he left home and struck out on his own. He changed his name (he had always hated being called “Krsto,” which is what everyone called him) and started working odd jobs while he tried to figure out what he wanted to do with his life. Eventually, Kuto realized that he wanted to be an artist like some of the people he had met in New York City’s art scene. He started taking classes at an art school and slowly began making a name for himself as an up-and-coming artist . . .

Kuto’s life no. 709

The Kuto’s life was filled with melancholy. Kuto always had a bowl haircut and his hair color was honey blonde. He wore square black eyeglasses and had a shaved face. He always wore a white sweater. Even though he looked like he was in his early twenties, he was actually quite old for a human. His eyes were dull and lifeless, as if they had seen too much pain in this world.

Kuto lived in North Macedonia, where he worked as a shepherd. It wasn’t the most glamorous job, but it suited him just fine. He didn’t mind being alone for long periods of time; in fact, he actually enjoyed it. It gave him time to think about things that he wouldn’t normally have the chance to think about otherwise.

One day, while Kuto was out tending to his flock of sheep, something strange happened: one of the sheep began speaking to him! At first, Kuto thought that he must be dreaming or imagining things; but when the sheep spoke again (in perfect Macedonian!), there could be no denying that this was real life!

Kuto’s life no. 481

One day Kuto decided to go out on an adventure. He went to the local market to buy some supplies for his journey. While he was there, he ran into a group of teenagers who were causing trouble. They were throwing things at people and generally being disruptive. Kuto didn’t want any trouble, so he tried to ignore them. But they noticed him and started making fun of him because of his appearance. They called him names and made fun of his clothes. Kuto tried to walk away, but they followed him, mocking him all the way. Finally, Kuto had enough; he turned around and yelled at them in Macedonian (which they couldn’t understand). This only made them laugh harder; but it did give Kuto the satisfaction of feeling like he’d gotten the last word in.”

Kuto’s life no. 926

Kuto had always been a bit of an outsider. He was born in North Macedonia, but his family had moved to the United States when he was just a toddler. As a result, Kuto grew up feeling like he didn’t really fit in anywhere. He wasn’t quite Macedonian and he wasn’t quite American. He spoke with a heavy accent and always felt like an outsider in both cultures.

As if that weren’t enough, Kuto also had to contend with the fact that he was completely bald. It’s not that he didn’t have hair; it’s just that all of his hair was concentrated on top of his head in one giant pompadour hairstyle. His friends used to call him “carrot top” because of his bright red hair color. Not only did Kuto have to deal with being different from everyone else, but he also stood out because of his appearance.

But even though Kuto felt like an outsider, he tried not to let it get him down too much. He loved listening to music and found solace in spending time with his small group of close friends. They were the ones who accepted him for who he was and never made fun of him for being different. In fact, they actually thought it was pretty cool that Kuto could pull off such an outrageous hairstyle!

As Kuto got older, he started to experiment more with his look. He grew out his beard into what is known as a “Balbo return” style and began wearing black clothing exclusively. He also got a silver earring pierced into his left lobe which added even more edge to his look