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In Loving Memory of Kutcha

We gather with heavy hearts to remember kutcha-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, kutcha cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine.
He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life.
Tragically, kutcha died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.

rest now brother. we have the watch. ill see you in valhallah

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Stop while your ahead son, this cannot continue