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In North Carolina her name is Lauren. In Japan, her name is Max. Tonight Max is in Osaka, in bed, in her model dorm, and in a bad mood. She just got off the phone with her fiancé from America. She talks to him every night.
Every night Max also finishes her castings at 11pm, and she puts on Coldplay. Every night, Campari orange. Every night she goes to Lexington (the trendy bar) where she gets free drinks and free cocaine. A bump is not enough. She wants lines. Several lines. Every night. She flirts. She kisses. She fools around. Sometimes she fucks.
I'm going to break it off with my fiancé, she says. But only when I get back home, though. I don't want to do it over the phone. That would be disrespectful.
Some of her model friends have stayed here for over 7 years engaging in that same routine. They even learned Japanese along the way.
Yesterday she was naked on the bathroom floor at the Diesel party CLICK and tonight she's asking me not to photograph her ass because of the big black bruises from the sex she now feels guilty about. Some English dude wearing a Ben Sherman suit payed for her drinks all night at the karaoke bar.
My new weakness is English boys, she says. I love the accents.
Max is skinny. Her agency wants her to lose more weight, and she may be sent home in a few weeks because she keeps getting sick before jobs. Tonight she's depressed and she's staying in bed.
Can you turn the TV down?
The sound is actually coming from her Viao personal PC. She wanted a Mac. On nights like tonight she likes to watch a few minutes of Factory Girl before going to sleep. 'Ciao Manhattan' is her favorite movie, but she forgot it back home and she can't find it here. She has a bite of energy bar "for nutrients".
This year was my first Summersonic, she says, and it was amazing. I hooked up with the bassist from {famous rock band}. It was easy. I kind of stand out in a sea of Japanese girls. You don't have to be Van Halen to realize that you better send your roadie out there to give "the hot tall blonde white girl" a backstage pass. Shit! My castings start at 10 a.m. tomorrow.