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TERSON

...heard those conversations, I when he was on the phone and like, I witnessed lots of things. I ally, you all [want to know].

like I w—I don’t, I don’t know saying, “You’re my favorite, and so, but I was in about as deep as

could say that to.

sage training?

too. I remember that. And when ting off he would, like, rub him- I was extremely uncomfortable. I way from that activity. I’d get up se, or I’d—I don’t even remember. s going on without saying, “Can would stop it without saying stuff

thing in me until one day he did said, “Wait a second: my boyfriend, ing, you can’t do that. You know, here as long as you don’t do that.” , a couple months later I guess he

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FILTHY RICH

assumed me and my boyfriend had broken up, and he just did it one day; he just did it without asking or anything. And then I said, “What are you doing?” I said, “You know that’s not cool,” and he goes, “Oh, I thought we did that last time.” And I said, “No, we did not do that last time.” And then he goes— uh, and then he just offered me more money. He’s like, “Well, why don’t I just give you something extra, and we can try this out?” And I was like [sigh], “All right.” Very hard guy to say no to. I don’t know if any of you guys ever talked to him....
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Oh, yeah. Well, if you talk to him, I mean, he straight up tries to control the situation. Every—every word that comes out of your mouth, it seems like, he knows what you are going to say. Like, that’s his job; that’s how he made his money is knowing what people are gonna say and what people are gonna do.
D: What did he tell you he does for a living?
V: Well, there’s a couple of things. Things that I found for myself, things I looked up on the Internet. What he specifically told me when I asked him the first time was, “Oh, I’m a brain scientist.” And I said, “What the fuck is a brain scientist?” I was like, “That’s not a real job—tell me the truth.” But anyway... his explanation was, “It’s my job to know how people’s brains work.” And I said, “Whatever the fuck that means. Whatever. You’re like some old guy who [unintelligible....]” You know what he promised me? Here’s the reason I held on so long is, he promised me that I would get into NYU. That I would get into NYU and he would pay for it. And I waited, and I waited, and I scored great on my SATs, I would get 4.0—like, I did great in school. I filled out my application

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