Balázs Hajdú's solo evening gives us a peek into the life of the youngest member of the Svetes humor mafia, which is made really exciting and personal by his childhood photos, his diary written as a teenager, and photoshop pictures he took himself. In addition to all this, his performance includes a love test, stand-up comedy and other improvisations. All you have to do is buy your tickets quickly and then get a good night's sleep, because everyone needs a rested brain to receive the right quality of reception. By his own admission, his first solo night was so self-contained that he was alone in the room, but it was so well done that word quickly got out about his excellent atmosphere. After the huge successes of Harry Potter and Twilight, here's I'll say it slowly.
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