Virgin Whore
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were in the Keeaumoku Street area. Lots of light. Lots of traffic. Lots of people wandering around. Too much risk of being seen by someone who knew me. Here, I wasn’t concerned about being recognized, but I was a bit nervous about the possibility that the police might have this place staked out.The building was dark and inconspicuous. Concrete block construction, two stories, narrow and deep, with a glass office door in front and roll-up warehouse doors at ground level on the side. Above ...the warehouse doors, the second floor windows were black.I couldn’t see a business name or sign on the building, but I was pretty sure it was the right place. The address matched the newspaper ad. Faint light radiated from the office door. A plastic “OPEN” sign was taped to the inside of the glass.I sat motionless in the car, moving only my eyes as I scanned my surroundings through the windshield and in my mirrors. I wondered if the police were watching me from the darkness. Were they recording my license number, checking to see who I was? I didn’t see anyone, so I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. I was momentarily lightheaded. Probably the effect of the two drinks I had tossed down at the bar where I stopped on my way over here.I closed the car door gently. It didn’t latch. I pressed hard against it with my thigh until the click of the latch broke the silence of the street. I locked the door with the key, but opted not to set the alarm so that it wouldn’t chirp and flash the lights.I forced myself to maintain a normal pace and tried to appear nonchalant as I sauntered up to the front door of the building. I looked through the glass and saw an unoccupied desk straight ahead and a shoji partition to the right. The overhead fluorescent lights were off, but soft, flickering light emanated from behind the partition. It gave the place a cozy feel.I pushed the door open and stepped inside. A fluffy little white dog came bounding from behind the screen. It wagged its stubby tail and sniffed at my shoes as I closed the door behind me. A middle-aged Korean woman appeared from behind the partition. She wore bold, black eyeliner, a long, dark skirt, and a tight white T-shirt that barely concealed her heavy breasts. I could see the dark circles of her areolas through the thin fabric.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
were in the Keeaumoku Street area. Lots of light. Lots of traffic. Lots of people wandering around. Too much risk of being seen by someone who knew me. Here, I wasn’t concerned about being recognized, but I was a bit nervous about the possibility that the police might have this place staked out.The building was dark and inconspicuous. Concrete block construction, two stories, narrow and deep, with a glass office door in front and roll-up warehouse doors at ground level on the side. Above ...the warehouse doors, the second floor windows were black.I couldn’t see a business name or sign on the building, but I was pretty sure it was the right place. The address matched the newspaper ad. Faint light radiated from the office door. A plastic “OPEN” sign was taped to the inside of the glass.I sat motionless in the car, moving only my eyes as I scanned my surroundings through the windshield and in my mirrors. I wondered if the police were watching me from the darkness. Were they recording my license number, checking to see who I was? I didn’t see anyone, so I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. I was momentarily lightheaded. Probably the effect of the two drinks I had tossed down at the bar where I stopped on my way over here.I closed the car door gently. It didn’t latch. I pressed hard against it with my thigh until the click of the latch broke the silence of the street. I locked the door with the key, but opted not to set the alarm so that it wouldn’t chirp and flash the lights.I forced myself to maintain a normal pace and tried to appear nonchalant as I sauntered up to the front door of the building. I looked through the glass and saw an unoccupied desk straight ahead and a shoji partition to the right. The overhead fluorescent lights were off, but soft, flickering light emanated from behind the partition. It gave the place a cozy feel.I pushed the door open and stepped inside. A fluffy little white dog came bounding from behind the screen. It wagged its stubby tail and sniffed at my shoes as I closed the door behind me. A middle-aged Korean woman appeared from behind the partition. She wore bold, black eyeliner, a long, dark skirt, and a tight white T-shirt that barely concealed her heavy breasts. I could see the dark circles of her areolas through the thin fabric.
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