Financial, Immigration and Benefits Fraud - You can get away with anything against US
Catch Me If You can ...
Born in Krasnoyarsk but made in New York City. This is how to take advantage of the system and get ahead. Get visitor visa to US and register to some wierd English course. This will get you I-20 to get by. Go join some strip club as a dancer. [Courtesy: Gallagher' Queens ] This is also a good place to meet guys who can be talked into fake marriage. The job also provides enough money to pay for the fake husband. Go on paid dates. Ask guys if someone can marry you for helping you with 'papers'. If you find some guys with decent income keep them. Because you may need them for being sponsors. Best candidates for fake husband are the guys from Bronx who will accept a deal for $800-$900 a month. Once you have fake husband, its a piece of cake to get Green Card. [Courtesy : Damien Bargeman]. Now the fun part, once you have GC, you are free to move around. You can open line of credit. You can get guys in Manhattan, who would pay ton of money to be with you. You can 'borrow' goods and sell it in your home country. Make sure you keep anyone who knows of the fake marriage in some kind of legal tag. Best is to add someone as 'Guarantor'on your papers. You can fool the system further by getting Benefits [UnEmployment and Medicare/Medicaid]. You can also extort money from guys like guarantors saying they will be turned over if they dont pay you certain sum of money every month.
Log of Events ...
CLOSURE
This is a page created to summarize this Russian white trash who dealt me great deal of pain. This page will stay as an indicator of fraud going on around NYC for years. I debated with myself for years to publish or not publish this. I just could not get my justice or peace of mind in any other way. It is not a hit job against Russians (I have many friends with true Russian soul). This is not political either. It is purely summary of what happened. I am very happily married to a wonderful Russian American woman. I live a private happy life .. BUT I could never resolve how low lives such as Elizaveta Kilina exist and CONTINUE to defraud people.
Elizaveta Kilina is a professional con, from Krasnoyarsk/Zeleznogorsk living in New York City since 2011/2012. I am not sure if she changed her name since. She was my girlfriend from April 2013-Dec 2014.
I met Elizaveta in Feb 2013 (the week after Super Bowl) through a website. She indicated me she was looking for a relationship and that she was a student from Russia. I was recently separated from my wife (November 2012). I was so lonely in NYC and for the first time in my life I was alone during a brutally cold holiday season. She told me she worked as a hostess for private Uber-rich poker games in the city and she worked at nights. It was not until 6 more weeks I learnt she was a stripper. By this time I had been spending awful lot of time with her. I was in love (I am going to summarize everything without justifying my actions. There were lessons to be learnt for me as well). The evening when she told me she was just a stripper I was very confused. I liked her a lot but didn’t know what to do. I left dinner without saying much and returned home. Then she started texting that this is why she should have never been honest. I ended up speaking to her again and fell into a relationship.
Towards end of march 2013 Elizaveta aka Lisa confessed to me that, she is ‘married on papers’ / a fake marriage / a faux-marriage to get US Green card and citizenship. She had arranged for a fake marriage with a kid from Los Angeles by the name ‘Damien Bargeman’. This kid was doing odd jobs to make ends meet. (He was working as hair dresser). The deal she made with him was , she would pay $900 a month for 2 straight years. She started a joint bank account where she would put $900 a month at an ATM for him to withdraw. She was boasting what an inexpensive deal she made. In summer USCIS returned her green card application stating they didn’t make enough as couple. She was making anywhere from $2000-$10000 a night stripping on weekends. She preferred to work only weekends as week nights were not paying her enough. Of course she never paid taxes on any of that. So there is no official income to show. That summer of 2013, when she received the letter from USCIS, we were in a serious relationship by then (so I thought). She started requesting me to be a ‘guarantor’. I was nervous about what it means to me. I kept telling her ‘just wait I will marry you in time’. But she kept telling me ‘I have no choice but to leave US. Now I have not even registered in school any more’. I finally caved in and gave her all my tax documents and was listed as her ‘guarantor’.
Summer of 2013, Elizaveta’s parents visited New York. They stayed at my place. We have traveled together that summer (to DC, to Boston etc). They are fully aware she was in relationship with me and had fake marriage with this other guy. She took them to take pictures with her fake husband to fool USCIS. (NOTE THE MORAL LAYER OF THESE IDIOTS). Her mom was even joking how Lisa would have to write down answers to citizenship interview in her legs (such as name of Damien’s mom or brother).
For her immigration interview she was preparing with fake answers right in my bed. She would ask me to give her questions from list of curated questions she found on a website and she would give the made up answers. During her immigration interview, the interviewer found insufficient evidence of a marriage. After her return from interview she was in a state of stress. I told her she should get a lawyer. Yet USCIS as incompetent as ever sent her approval of green card.
Fall of 2013, I asked her if she planned to quit dancing. I told her I made enough and once my divorce is finalized I would marry her. She said though I gave her plenty money that was NOT enough for her appetite. Until she figures out her future she wanted to continue. I told her if she took some programming courses I will try to get her a job. She said she might have a plan. Few weeks later she managed to buy a computer science degree certificate from a Siberian university for $2000. She had graduated in Psychology and Sociology from leading Siberian university before coming to US on pretense of attending language courses. But it was a front to stay her and be a stripper/fraudster of men. She told me she could have gotten the CS degree certificate from her university but it would cost her more than $2000, a lot more. I was shell shocked by this. Here I attended best schools and toiled for years to finish a degree and she could just buy it. Yet ‘love is blind’. I chose to not to think about this fraud.
Elizaveta used to live on 103rd street on upper east side with bunch of other strippers (one male stripper who mysteriously died the following year). Again note this is not the address of Damien. (They never were together). Fall of 2013, after getting her green card, she wanted me to sign her up for a lease on East 59th st. I asked her to move in with me. She insisted she needed to enjoy city life with roommate one more year and she would move in with me the following year. [Of course I was idiot enough to believe such things]. She said the place was very close to her work [she used to dance at Gallagher’s club in queens , just blocks from other end of queens bridge]. But I would later learn that it was 2 blocks from Rohan’s place.
Elizaveta’s parents, fucking morons, visited again in 2014. Again I had to take them on expensive trips to Orlando and other places. This time they even brought their second daughter. I guess early education. During this trip, they even met with Rohan Poddar. They knew all along what her daughter was doing. They visited Rohan’s office that summer and picked bunch of boxes of women’s designer clothes to take it back with them. ( I learnt of Rohan and this incidence ONLY inn 2015). Lisa showed me pictures of the progress of construction of the retail store in spring 2014. By Spring 2014 she had gotten her green card, bought a brand new condo in Krasnoyarsk, opened her first retail store in city center.
I had met many friends of Lisa, most of her closest friends. I had taken trips with them. It is not like people didn’t know of my existence.
Every date night with this bitch was a minimum of $500 expense. (Often lot more). If I suggested a low key dinner she would say she is better off to go to work. Often she needed a uber expensive gift. In two years she looted close to $200K of my money. I was making good money on my work. I had savings (despite my divorce process), had very healthy 401k. By the end of it, I depleted ALL of my 401k, all of my personal savings, had close to $60K on my credit cards, was desperate to see the next paycheck every single morning. Of course my wife ended up taking away my house as well. I was inches close to bankruptcy. She had never ending thirst for money. She used my credit card for her ‘business endeavor’ of creating a retail chain of women’s clothing line in Russia. (Little more about it below). From summer 2014 I had to sign up for a second full time job. YET that was still not enough. Everything coming in was going away. I was even doing Air BNB to meet her thirst for money. Doing odd development work on the side on top of two full time roles. In 2014 she demanded that I wire her dad $10K. Often she would just snatch away cash from my wallet. She would often need emergency cash. It was just never ending. Of course you wouldn’t do any of it , if she wasn’t your girlfriend. Her demands included Prada Bags, Montclair jackets, multiple iPhones, etc etc.
For two years we traveled and had adventures all over USA. Never in my wildest dream I saw what was coming.
Around October 2014, I started dropping hint that I might take the relationship to next stage. Her response was that I am rushing (after 2 years being with me). About same time she started telling me that she needed to do Liposuction. And that will be her Christmas gift. I spent great deal of time asking her not to do so. I told her I was perfectly happy with her looks. She kept saying, this is all for me. I told her to go do Crossfit or something like that. But she put it in a way, this is the Christmas gift she wanted. And it would be great investment in her career as stripper. She told me it was going to be tiny nip/tick. I even expressed apprehension of her recovery in time for California + Vegas trip for winter break. She assured me its gonna be a day. So she arranged for her liposuction surgery in a hospital in Albany.
On December 19, 2014 I experienced the most painful moment of my entire life. The previous night I drove Elizaveta to Albany and stayed at holiday inn. We woke up very early to go to the hospital. The doctor examined her and explained her all the alterations they had agreed on. It was not a simple nip/tick. She was about to have over a dozen spots where fat would be removed and she would be restitched. And not just that, she was having a procedure to ENTIRELY ALTER HER FIGURE. To make her fit the ideal stripper look (as he put it). I was in shock. At the end of the pre-surgery meeting the doctor asked Lisa to leave her stuff with me and that she would be taken in for administering anesthesia. She kept insisting she wanted to keep the phone or put it away somewhere else. It caught my attention. For 2 straight years I chose to trust this whore in full. She was ALWAYS on phone. Every time I asked her, she would say ‘do you think I am a whore? I am only yours’. I had seen her enter 4 digit passcode on her phone (it was diamond in reverse 2486). I never entered her phone. Until that day.
After she was taken inside, I went through her bag. First I found a gift receipt for an expensive scarf she had bought for Rohan for Christmas. I searched for his name on facebook. Lisa had often lied to me that she did not have social media accounts (yes I was that dumb to trust). And sure enough I found Rohan Poddar’s facebook account with title picture of him and her as couple. I was in shock and denial. I started to frantically go over her phone. She had several messages to customers telling them ’she would be happy to meet them at her work’. There were discussions on amount to be exchanged. I cannot put it in words the depression it triggered. I was still in denial. I told myself there must be a logical explanation. I called Karina Lisa’s roommate at that time. She was on a Canadian road trip with another friend of hers. When I asked her who Rohan was, she replied by stating I should speak to Lisa.
While the surgery was still happening I drove around Albany in a state of shock+confusion+depression. I had wanted to buy the wedding ring in California to propose her on new year’s eve. But whatever room I had left on credit card I used it to buy a ring. When I returned to hospital she had been moved to a room to recover from surgery.
When I asked her to explain what was going on, she tried to tip toe with a self righteous defense. It started with 'He is my ex' to 'I did what I did to help my family' to 'I was being ambitious' to more and more bizarre explanations. I drove her back and left her at her apartment. It was the most depressing moment of my life. I had flight to California the next morning and I felt so back-stabbed. She took a flight a week later after spending Christmas with the other guy. I started to go over all pieces of evidence to understand what has happened. Basically she was spending 3-4 nights at my place for entire duration of 2 years. The other nights she spent some at her strip club and others with this guy. Neither of us knew the existence of the other. She also was escorting around for big bucks.
When she joined me in California I told her I would forget everything as bad dream if she promised to forge ahead in good faith and we start over. [I was still in denial of what has happened I suppose]. She told me she would have to cut it off with the other guy after her impending trip to Russia. During the trip to Cali and Vegas she spent over $10K of my money. (Borrowed from family). She kept suggesting she had taken clothes for her retail store from this other guy worth $25K and I would have to come up with it somehow. On New Years Eve I proposed her with the ring I bought in Albany. She took it and later at hotel suggested she wanted a ring worth $50K. (This was her operational model. She didnt say yes or no. It;s like seeing how far a man can be played.) We ended up missing the return flight from Vegas and while arguing about that I told her she played me for a fool for 2 years and I felt used. I think I suggested I might go to cops. This was the beginning of her showing her real face. When we got back home, she started threatening me saying I signed as guarantor on her fraud. She did that specifically to cover her bases should things backfire.
She left to Russia the first week of January (Jan 2015). I sent her a text message from my work out of depression. She insisted I call her. When I called her she started to say things like 'Do you want to be alive? The other guy (Rohan) would murder me'. I responded saying she needs to stop with BS threats. She ended the call saying she would call the following day. I spent entire night thinking what the fuck is happening and what I should be doing. I thought of recording the calls and conversations. The following day during her call I started to record things. During the call she started with threats then with statements of hopes of future etc. I started recording with no motive. But I decided I needed a confession on tape.
I picked her up on her way back from Russia. Unknown to her I was recording the conversation. The whole drive back she was justifying all her actions. And at one point she started to feel I was possibly recording. When I dropped her off at her apartment she knew I really did record. This is when she probably realized she cant milk me for money anymore. I am no longer useful but rather a ticking bomb. She said I will be finished before I go to authorities. I sent an email to USCIS hotline email. I had no motive. I just summarized all the frauds this bitch and her friends were doing.
We continued to communicate. We even went for dinners and she would stay at my place. This phase was unmistakenly the most painful part of my entire life. She would sleep with me and then call this other guys and talk to them about business plans. A couple of weeks later when she left to Vegas for a trade show with Rohan I knew this was over and I am just in denial. When she returned from Vegas I confronted her with facts. I told her she was with him for full 2 years and also with others. She was simply abusing me for money. Her response was 'my clients spend lot of money on me, they get no action like you do. I thought you knew that this was all a fantasy I am providing just like in private rooms in strip club'.
A couple of days later I sent her a message where I indicated I had emailed USCIS and will turn over all evidences and recordings. And I will go meet with Rohan and explain him so he understands what she is doing. I was on my way to Javits center where this dude was doing a display. She went to meet him ahead of me. She kept calling me more than two dozen times. I kept cutting off the call. Then she made Karina (her best friend) call me and ask me not to go (about a dozen more times). I was in no mood to listen to any more bullshit. Then she said, you go home and I will meet you at your place tongiht and we settle everything. I told her I need atleast part of my money back. That night she came to my door. I told her I will not open until I have commitment to settle my money. She kept knocking on the door like a mad woman. She started to scream and threaten. I took out my iphone and started recording. When I opened door she saw me recording and started to run away. Then I calmed the fuck down. She got into my room and took my phone and started to delete all my pictures with her. I had to snatch it back. Then she pushed me to floor and was fighting to break my phone. I told her I vow to tell the truth to public AT ANY AND ALL COST. She realized there is no way for me to calm down. She left and that would be the last time we spoke.
March 2015, this old fucker named Patrick (he was dating Karina, this old fart was over 65 years of age and Karina was dating him .. ), cold called me one morning before 4am. He left a message saying no one should go through what was done to me by Lisa. Of course I knew that. But what I didnt know was, this motherfucker was playing both sides for his own agenda. Spring of 2015, I got call from Department of Homeland security to meet with them in person and bring in all evidences regarding my email. I texted Patrick and told him I got this email. And he was saying that I was the one in trouble. I should not be going otherwise they will arrest me on the spot. Now a days such trickery on me wont work. But back in 2015 it bothered me. I knew I did nothing wrong. I gathered as much evidences as I had along with the recordings. I went on the appointment provided. I gave everything to DHS. Of course this incompetent piece of shit organization did NOTHING. Just NOTHING. I went through 4 years of depression. This 2 year 'romance' had destroyed me morally, financially, emotionally. Rohan had texted me in February 2015 with curse words. The next morning Lisa told me he was just drunk. I hold no grudge - he didnt even know of my existence. What I did was, I texted Rohan's dad that Elizaveta is a fraud and he needs to protect his wealth. Little did I know what I said was going to turn into profound prophecy.
COURT BATTLE AND INJUSTICE:
On Halloween night of 2016 (also happens to my birthday) I went to Gallagher's. I was sitting quietly and watching the floor with a beer bottle in my hand (not drinking, totally quiet and sober). I saw this whore, talking to guys and taking their money. After a while, she walked towards me (I guess she thought a new customer). But then she noticed me and started screaming that I should leave. I was quiet and just sitting. I didnt react. Then she walked to security guard and told him something. He came up to me and asked me to stand up. He checked me. Then he took me to cash register and asked the hostess to return my money. Then he roughed me up and threw me out. I was angry beyond words. I still maintained my composure. I was bleeding on my chin. I called uber and left quietly. But I decided to fight back. The next day I texted this bitch from a friend's Instagram account (Daria). She responded with some arrogant words. I told her I will see her in courts. I opened the lawsuit with facts. Serving her with papers turned out to be harder than anyone could imagine. Finally Daria agreed to help me with service. She saw how depressed and robbed I felt. She went to her apartment and ringed the bell and told this bitch that there is flower delivery. She went upstairs to finally serve this whore.
I trusted American justice system. But was about to face some harsh realities. The court gave us a hearing date. Elizaveta and her friends met with the judge (without my presence) and talked him into pushing the date out. God knows what happened in between, probably she managed to cover her lies or talk to Damien or whatever. (I am pretty sure she did not even stay in touch with him after she got her green card). On the day of hearing, I had an aggressive court official asking me to explain my position. Then she said, I should come the following day for trial. Yes you heard me right. There was no discovery, no motions. TRIAL.
So I had less than 20 hours to put together all evidences in my posession, without any discovery or process to be followed, to show up at the court. The judge called all the shots. My rights were crushed. It was a show trial. Judge reasoned that 'due to the intense allegation he had to speed up the process'. The jury was there only as side show. They were not given anything to say. If allegations are strong its logical to give a longer process. Giving me 20 hours was a way for this judge to close the loop. He had even arraged the "trial" in a separate bunker in the court. He heard my side and said this does not qualify for a lawsuit and dismissed. My future research shows that this deviant judge took most of the lawsuits involving Russian criminals in New York City. Go figure. At some point I will be raising this issue with congress. When the trial ended even jury gasped at his decision. When it ended, when defendant had to speak up, he stopped Elizaveta to say anythihng. He called her close up and told her something. And asked the cops to throw me out. YES OUR DEMOCRACY. Who the fuck would speak up regarding illegal activities if this is the treatment you get?
IRONY:
In early 2018, I saw Elizaveta leaving a dinner date with a different man from Natsumi on 50th and Broadway. She entered the hotel right next to Natsumi and was checkin in. I took a picture of that and sent to Rohan on Instagram.
I didnt say anything but 'Your girlfriend'. He responded by double tapping the picture and asked me 'Do you think she is an escort?'. I responded 'That is for you to analyze'. He went on 'It's like a quicksand man. I lost everything. My business is tanking. She abused my trust'. I knew exactly what he was expressing. Been there.
I told him 'You are young and will be back.'. I guess next morning he blocked me. What I suspect is, this bitch was using his Instagram and saw the conversation and blocked me.
In 2021 I learnt of Rohan's bankruptcy filed in NY supreme court. The details of the filing gives me the extent of fraud committed against him by this hooker.
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