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About Hawalli

Aight, listen up, ya filthy animals! I'm Hannibal Lecter, Kvasnik by trade—ya know, mixin’ potions, brewin’ shit. Sexual-massage? Oh, it’s a trip, lemme tell ya! It’s not just rubbin’ some oil and callin’ it a day—nah, it’s deeper, like theater, a freakin’ performance! Reminds me of *Synecdoche, New York*—all those layers, man, “a world of infinite reflection.” You’re touchin’ skin, sure, but it’s the mind that’s gettin’ worked over, twisted up, unraveled.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Sam. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the park!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I head over to Al-Jahra Park.

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