But, I argue the real problem is that little girls who can barely speak English are being recruited to come to America. It's a problem that these same girls are being held in model apartments as indentured slaves with no money, no food, and thousands of dollars of debt owed to their agencies for housing and international flight costs. These same girls are sent out to 'entertain' businessmen after photoshoots.

https://www.sizezero.org/blog/darksideofmodeling

Late Sunday evening on Aug. 26, 2012, a party promoter and former male model named Pedro Gaspar left his apartment above the MC2 modeling agency to go out clubbing

It was a fairly typical night for the 29-year-old Brazilian. Along with his model girlfriend, Gaspar started out at hotspot 1Oak and ended up at the Meatpacking District nightclub SL. At every turn, they ran into fellow models and friends. Then something went terribly wrong. Six hours later, after ingesting cocaine and alcohol, Gaspar was in an ambulance heading to a hospital. Later that morning, he died.

His death went unnoticed by the media—just one more overdose in a shadowy world of party promoting and cutthroat modeling.

It’s a world that feeds off good-looking kids like Gaspar and the girls he hung out with, some of whom worked for his downstairs neighbor, the modeling agency MC2.

A world rife with drug abuse, alcohol addictions, and eating disorders—and, sometimes, sex crimes. Lately, this nightlife has been metastasizing into all models-and-bottles, an engineered free-for-the-filthy-rich domain where fat cats demand that their bubbly be poured from gilded magnums and that their girls be younger and younger

For years, Pedro Gaspar also lived at 6 W. 14th St., in apartment 3W, a three-bedroom loft above MC2. Gaspar was more than just the modeling agency’s neighbor. He hung out with a coterie of models from various top-tier agencies, including half a dozen girls from MC2. According to a close friend, he was also something of a benefactor for the models living at 6 West 14th. This friend told The Daily Beast that Gaspar paid $8,000 a month and covered all expenses for his roommates, all young female models

That was a model apartment that Pedro rented out,” a source close to Gaspar said. According to the source, it was Pedro’s job to “corral” the models and organize sanctioned nights out. “He was a great kid, a real sweetheart.”

The three-bedroom was one of two apartments in the building that Gaspar rented, according to a close friend who helped him pay the first deposit: In each one, the model roommates ate, boozed, and lived like princesses. In return, they were required to show up as talent at various Gotham nightclubs.

Still, Gaspar and the models apparently did hang out—some of them ran into him on that fateful Sunday night in 2012. According to close friends, after a long evening of partying, Gaspar managed to slip away from his girlfriend to take drugs at one of the club bathrooms. “He snorted a few lines,” one friend said. Afterward, Gaspar “felt queasy.” Close friends of Gaspar told The Daily Beast that he soon began experiencing chest pain. “He kept saying, ‘My heart, my heart,’” said one friend.

Today, the same pad where Gaspar lived, and where he exited for the last time on a stretcher, remains a model apartment, according to multiple friends of Gaspar’s. They say it’s just been rebooted with new girls and leased by another model and party promoter, who—like Gaspar before him—works with several of the city’s hottest nightclubs.

That’s still a model apartment,” one of Gaspar’s friends said. “Nothing’s changed.” https://www.thedailybeast.com/the-dead-model-and-the-dirty-billionaire