Piercing: gold earring on left lobe

Kuto’s life no. 275

Post date December 5, 2022

Kuto arrived in Lebanon four years ago

Kuto arrived in Lebanon four years ago, fleeing his native Guatemala after a civil war that left his family dead and him with only the clothes on his back. He found work as a laborer on construction sites, but it was hard going. Kuto could barely make enough money to eat, let alone save up for a ticket back home.

One day, Kuto’s boss told him about an opportunity to make some quick cash. A wealthy Lebanese businessman was looking for someone to transport a package from Beirut to Dubai. The pay was good and there was no risk involved, so Kuto agreed to do it.

The package turned out to be drugs, and whenKutowas caught at the airport with it he was arrested and thrown in jail. He has been there ever since, waiting for his trial which is unlikely to ever happen given the chaotic state of the Lebanese justice system.

Kuto spends his days pacing up and down his cell or lying on his bunk bed staring at the ceiling. He thinks about home often and wonders if he’ll ever see Guatemala again. He knows he’s lucky – many of the other inmates are facing far longer sentences than him – but he can’t help feel hopeless nonetheless.

Kuto’s life no. 445

Post date October 31, 2022

Kuto never thought his life would be filled with so much disdain. He always imagined himself living a carefree life

Kuto never thought his life would be filled with so much disdain. He always imagined himself living a carefree life, traveling the world and experiencing new things. However, fate had other plans for him. Kuto found himself in Portugal, working odd jobs to make ends meet. He soon realized that he wasn’t cut out for the 9-5 lifestyle and longed for something more exciting.

One day, Kuto came across a group of punks who were hanging out near his apartment complex. They had colorful hair, piercings, and tattoos; everything that Kuto thought was cool. He quickly became friends with them and started to dress like them as well. His hair color changed from its natural brown to carrot red and he shaved his face into a punk crest haircut. He even got a gold earring pierced into his left lobe.

Kuto began to feel like he belonged somewhere for the first time in his life. With his new friends, he felt like he could do anything; they were always up for adventure no matter what it may be (or how illegal it may have been). While some people may have seen them as miscreants or troublemakers, Kuto saw them as family; they accepted him for who he was without judgement.

However, not everyone in Kuto’s life shared this sentiment towards his punk friends . His parents constantly worried about him getting into trouble or getting hurt (which often happened when they would get into fights with rival gangs). They pleaded with him to change back into the “normal” boy they used to know but it was too late; Kuto was already too far gone down the rabbit hole of punk culture .

Kuto’s life no. 468

Post date October 31, 2022

Kuto had always been fascinated by Gibraltar. It was a place that seemed so different from anywhere else in the world. And Kuto wanted to see it for himself.

So, one day, Kuto set out on his journey to Gibraltar. He walked for days, until he finally arrived at the edge of the cliffs. And there he saw something that took his breath away: the most beautiful city he had ever seen.

Kuto couldn’t believe his eyes as he gazed upon the city below him. It was like something out of a dream! He immediately began making his way down to get a closer look.

As Kuto explored the streets of Gibraltar, he felt like he was in another world entirely. The buildings were so tall and imposing, and the people seemed so different from anything he had ever seen before. But despite all of this, Kuto felt right at home in Gibraltar; it was as if he belonged there somehow.

As time went on, Kuto began to feel more and more comfortable in Gibraltan society; soon enough, people started calling him by his first name instead of “the tourist.” He even made some friends among the locals! Life in Gibraltar was good for Kuto; it seemed like everything here just fit him perfectly…

Kuto’s life no. 278

Post date October 14, 2022

Life was good for Kuto. He had a comfortable life in Jersey

Life was good for Kuto. He had a comfortable life in Jersey, and he was able to do whatever he wanted. He even had a beige panama hat that he loved to wear. His hair was dark grey, and he had a horseshoe mustache. He also had a gold earring on his left lobe. Kuto loved to wear grey hoodies, and he always felt satisfaction when he saw how happy his life was.

Kuto’s life no. 945

Post date October 11, 2022

Kuto awoke with a start. It was still dark outside

Kuto awoke with a start. It was still dark outside, but he could sense that something was wrong. He slowly got out of bed and crept to the window, peering out into the darkness. He saw movement in the bushes and his heart began to race. There was someone out there!

He quickly backed away from the window and grabbed his baseball bat, ready to defend himself. His mind raced as he tried to think of what to do. Should he call the police? No, they would never get here in time. Should he try to escape? But where would he go?

He heard footsteps outside his door and knew that whoever it was had found him. He swallowed hard and raised his bat, prepared for whatever might come through that door…

Kuto’s life no. 725

Post date October 8, 2022

The sun was setting in the sky

The sun was setting in the sky, casting a beautiful orange hue over the land. Kuto sat on a hill, watching as the last rays of light disappeared behind the horizon. He sighed, feeling at peace with himself and the world around him.

As he watched the darkness engulf the land, he thought about his life and how it had been filled with so much laughter. He remembered growing up in Burundi, surrounded by his large family who always seemed to be laughing and joking around. Even though they didn’t have much money, they were always happy and content with what they had.

Kuto’s hair was one of his most prized possessions. It was a big afro that bounced when he walked and shone in the sunlight. His hair was medium grey and it contrasted sharply with his dark skin tone. He often joked that his afro made him look like a cloud floating around on a sunny day.

He also had a soul patch beard that framed his face perfectly. And to top it all off, he had a gold earring in his left lobe that glittered whenever he moved his head just right. All of these things made Kuto unique and special to those who knew him best.

Tonight, Kuto was wearing a black shirt that hugged his muscular frame nicely

Kuto’s life no. 681

Post date October 3, 2022

Kuto's life was filled with wonder. He had always been fascinated by the world around him and the things that happened in it. When he was younger

Kuto’s life was filled with wonder. He had always been fascinated by the world around him and the things that happened in it. When he was younger, his parents had taken him to Switzerland on vacation. He remembered being awestruck by the beauty of the country and its people.

Now, Kuto was back in Switzerland. But this time, he wasn’t here on vacation. He was here for a very important reason: to get a buzz haircut.

Kuto had always been self-conscious about his hair. It was dark and thick, and it never seemed to cooperate with anything he tried to do with it. So when he saw someone with a buzz cut, he knew that was what he wanted.

He went to the barber shop and told them exactly what he wanted. The barber took one look at him and shook his head disapprovingly but nevertheless got to work on Kuto’s hair. Within minutes, Kuto’s hair was gone – all of it! – leaving behind only a thin layer of fuzz over his scalp.

Kuto’s life no. 975

Post date October 2, 2022

Kuto's life was filled with anger. He had been in Saudi Arabia for years

Kuto’s life was filled with anger. He had been in Saudi Arabia for years, and he had never been able to adjust to the culture or the climate. Everything about the country made him angry, and he constantly felt like he was on the verge of exploding.

He didn’t like the wayfarer sunglasses that everyone wore, and he hated how they always seemed to make his eyes sweat. He didn’t like the way his hair looked in a side parting haircut, and he hated how hot it was all day long. And most of all, he hated how everyone treated him like a second-class citizen because of his dark skin color.

The only thing that Kuto loved about Saudi Arabia was the money. He was paid handsomely for his work as a security guard at one of the royal palaces, and it allowed him to live a comfortable lifestyle. But even that wasn’t enough to make up for everything else that he disliked about the country.

One day, Kuto snapped. He marched into his boss’s office and demanded to be fired so that he could leave Saudi Arabia once and for all. His boss obliged, and Kuto packed his bags immediately afterwards

Kuto’s life no. 792

Post date October 1, 2022

Kuto had never been so terrified in his life. He was in Ireland

Kuto had never been so terrified in his life. He was in Ireland, far from home, and he had no idea what was happening. His red and white snapback cap lay on the ground, forgotten, as he ran for his life. His hair, normally a terracotta color, was plastered to his head with sweat and terror. His face was shaved smooth, except for a gold earring on his left lobe. He wore a black tank top and cargo pants that were now ripped and muddy from his desperate flight.

He didn’t know what was chasing him, but it seemed like some kind of monster. It hadn’t been human when it started following him; that much he could tell. But whatever it was now, it wasn’t natural either. It moved too fast to be anything alive; Kuto could barely make out its form as it sped after him through the trees.

He had no idea how long he’d been running; all he knew was that he couldn’t keep this up forever. Sooner or later the monster would catch up to him and then…he didn’t want to think about what would happen then. He had to find some place to hide; someplace where the creature couldn’t find him

Kuto’s life no. 438

Post date September 14, 2022

Once upon a time there was a creature known as the Kuto who lived on the island of Guam. The Kuto was said to be very shy and would only come out at night. It was also said that the Kuto had magical powers and could make things happen just by thinking about them. People on Guam would often leave food out for the Kuto