"Thank God," she muttered, outside again and in the somewhat fresh air of the neighborhood. Getting up the stairs had been a struggle, mostly because of the unfinished job she'd done on herself. She rushed out to the sidewalk in front of Raoul's modest abode and looked around.
Feeling both fearful and daring she began her exploration, breathing fast everytime she saw someone come her way. Thankfully, or sadly, she wasn't sure, they were few and many of them disapproving women who'd mutter rude words as they passed. Bria smirked, knowing they were jealous of her killer looks.
In short order she discovered that in addition to the men's shelter there was a bar, an adult video store, a cafe, a talent agency named Rocco's, a strip club, a seedy business office with a doctor's name on it, and an apartment building that had clearly seen better days.
She paused at the street corner, noticing that there were a lot of skimpily dressed women standing around down a street adjoining her own. Maybe there was some modeling gig going on that they were waiting for.
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