I used to place adverts for modelling work that didn't exist. I'd rent a hotel room, review photos, and invite a handful of young women for interviews. I told them the decision came down to them and one other ' unless they wanted to become 'closer' and help me entertain clients. Then the job was suddenly theirs. It worked far more often than I'll ever admit aloud. The hardest part was what came after ' when they tried to meet me at studios that were never real. I vanished. Changed numbers. Booked different hotels. I never built anything. I only extracted.