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“While before I was an unknown, wealthy criminal, now I was a well-known, wealthy, supposedly legitimate businessman. It was all about the image. If people associate you with money and Russia, then you’re seen as a criminal. If people associate you with money and style, then you’re perceived as legit.”

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