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In fact trees and planting of various kinds can be used to make city streets actually less dangerous in particular areas

There is not a great deal you can do if you have what we call a street canyon

a whole set of high rises enclosed in a narrow street

then suddenly you can start looking at different ways to design the streets and to introduce

but the thing the Festival is most famous for is its great street music

In fact there are more bikes than on the streets of Amsterdam if you've ever been there

As part of our project we carried out a survey of people in the street

Yes it's Winter House Right And that's in Tamer Street

Could you spell that please Yes TAMER Street Lovely

King Street is for local commuter lines and regional services

In the evening I strolled across the Park and found myself about six o'clock at the Oxford Street end of Park Lane

The house was separated from the street by a low wall and railing the whole not more than five feet high

May I ask how you knew who I was Well sir if it isn't too great a liberty I am a neighbour of yours for you'll find my little bookshop at the corner of Church Street and very happy to see you I am sure

I came over at once to London called in my own person at Baker Street threw Mrs Hudson into violent hysterics

As the gleam of the streetlamps flashed upon his austere features I saw that his brows were drawn down in thought and his thin lips compressed

I had imagined that we were bound for Baker Street but Holmes stopped the cab at the corner of Cavendish Square

I observed that as he stepped out he gave a most searching glance to right and left and at every subsequent street corner he took the utmost pains to assure that he was not followed

We emerged at last into a small road lined with old gloomy houses which led us into Manchester Street and so to Blandford Street

Here Holmes turned suddenly to the right and we found ourselves in a large square empty room heavily shadowed in the corners but faintly lit in the centre from the lights of the street beyond

Surely that is Baker Street I answered staring through the dim window

The rest I arranged myself during my visit to Baker Street this afternoon

It was a bleak and boisterous night and the wind whistled shrilly down the long street

Once or twice it seemed to me that I had seen the same figure before and I especially noticed two men who appeared to be sheltering themselves from the wind in the doorway of a house some distance up the street

I tried to draw my companion's attention to them but he gave a little ejaculation of impatience and continued to stare into the street

At last as midnight approached and the street gradually cleared he paced up and down the room in uncontrollable agitation

Outside the street was absolutely deserted

Never had I known my friend more moved and yet the dark street still stretched lonely and motionless before us

A low stealthy sound came to my ears not from the direction of Baker Street but from the back of the very house in which we lay concealed

As he sank to the level of this opening the light of the street no longer dimmed by the dusty glass fell full upon his face

Already a few loiterers had begun to collect in the street

I had imagined you as operating from the street where my friend Lestrade and his merry men were awaiting you

It stood on a small pedestal table with an old dressing gown of Holmes's so draped round it that the illusion from the street was absolutely perfect

Address Conduit Street

The wind blew dust and bits of paper around in the street and there seemed to be no colour in anything except in the posters that were everywhere

There were holes in the streets where the bombs had fallen

There were guards with guns in black uniforms even in the streets half a kilometre away

It was on a dark evening in a narrow sidestreet near one of the big railway stations

There was nobody else in the street and no telescreens

There were hundreds of people in the streets pretty young girls young men chasing the girls fat old women the pretty girls in ten years time

The blue overalls of the Party were an unusual sight in a street like this

The bomb had destroyed a group of houses two hundred metres up the street and in front of him he saw a human hand cut off at the wrist

He was in a narrow street with a few dark little shops among the houses

But then as he stepped into the street his heart turned to ice

Then they had had to see each other in the street in a different place every evening and never for more than half an hour at a time

Slowly in the afternoon sunshine he walked up a narrow street to Mr Charrington's shop watching for the Thought Police but sure although he had no reason to be sure that he was safe

I found him all alone in the busy streets of Liverpool

Anyway the address is 24 Kitchener Street that's KITCHENER Street

You ought to beg in the streets, not live here in comfort with a gentleman's family

Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with a happy smile, My dear Scrooge, how are you? When will you come to see me?

They were in an old, dark building in a lonely side street, where no one except Scrooge lived.

In the blackness of the night, through the fog and the frost, Scrooge had to feel his way along the street with his hands.

But there was nobody outside in the dark, foggy streets, and he realized it must be night time.

Here it was Christmas time again, but it was evening, and there were lights in the shops and streets.

The food, the room, the fire all disappeared, and they were standing outside in the cold, snowy streets on Christmas morning.

Although the sky was grey and the streets were dirty, the people looked surprisingly cheerful, as they hurried to the bakersshops with their Christmas dinners, all ready for cooking.

Scrooge heard that Fred was thinking of a living animal, a wild animal, sometimes an angry animal, which lived in London and walked in the streets.

The streets were narrow and dirty, the houses miserably poor, the people unwashed and half dressed.

Down one street there was a small shop, where an old man was sitting waiting for customers.

The ghost took him silently through the streets, to poor Bob Cratchit's house.

No answer came in words, but the ghost of Christmas Yet to Come took Scrooge through the streets of London agam.

What's today? he cried, calling down to a boy in the street.

Do you know the meat shop at the corner of the next street?

Now he finished dressing, and went out into the streets, wearing his best clothes.

The streets were narrow and dirty, the food shops were almost empty.

In the wine shop of Monsieur Defarge there were not many customers and Defarge was outside, talking to a man in the street.

In a quiet street not far away was the house where Dr Manette and Lucie lived.

Very soon the coach was driving fast out of Paris, and the people in the narrow streets had to run to get out of the way, if they could.

At the corner of a street in Saint Antoine, one of the coach wheels hit something, and the people in the street screamed loudly.

The people in the street came close to the coach and looked at the Marquis with stony, silent faces.

It began one summer day in the streets of Saint Antoine, around Defarge's wine shop, with a great crowd of people.

In the morning Mr Lorry found rooms for Lucie and her family in a quiet street near the bank.

These judges made their own laws and threw prisoners out into the streets to be murdered by the crowds.

Soon they were carrying Darnay in a chair through the streets of Paris to Dr Manette's house.

He spent the rest of that night walking the streets of Paris.

My servant, a boy called Ernest Defarge, brought in a stranger, who asked me to come at once to visit a sick man in the next street.

Most of the citizens had gone out into the streets to shout how they hated the prisoners, but Barsad was still there.

Madame Defarge was used to the fighting in the streets and was strong, but love is stronger than hate and Miss Pross did not let go.

As the death carts carry the condemned prisoners through the streets of Paris, crowds watch to see the faces of those who are to die.

Then we were back in Monte Carlo. We drove slowly through the brightly lit streets towards the hotel.

There is a shop in Bond Street that would do it really well.

It was then that I began to feel tired. It was warm and the streets were busy.

You remember the story of the man who stops the musician on the street of New York and asks how he can get to Carnegie Hall.

But the pavements were crammed with vehicles, they could not find a space to park and were obliged to look for a spot in one of the side streets.

No, it was on the street when I was stationary at a red light, some person brought me home, the car was left in the next street,

He could not understand why his wife was taking so long to return, the street was nearby, some eighty or a hundred metres,

A car stopped in the street, At last, he thought, but then realised that it was not the sound of his car engine,

You told me the car was in the next street, she corrected herself, and it isn't, unless they've left it in some other street,

No, no, I'm certain it was left in this street, Well then it has disappeared,

She did not remove her glasses, the street lighting disturbed her, especially the illuminated ads.

The most unique thing about Venice is that instead of streets, it has canals.

They roam the streets and make noise.

It's 24 Manly Street, Milperra near Sydney.

Then have a look at this house, in Mead Street. It's got a very large living room and kitchen, bathroom, cloakroom How much is it? That one's 580.

He was sitting in a bar very much like the other bars he had seen along the narrow streets of Tangier.

They walked together through the narrow streets of Tangier. Everywhere there were stalls with items for sale.

Relaxed and unhurried, he resolved that he would walk through the narrow streets of Tangier.

He had been in the same place for thirty years: a shop at the top of a hilly street where few customers passed.

He spent the entire morning observing the infrequent comings and goings in the street.

The merchant turned to a customer who wanted three crystal glasses. He was selling better than ever… as if time had turned back to the old days when the street had been one of Tangier's major attractions.

One of them, a cobbler who made his living mending boots, said that he had traveled for almost a year through the desert, but that he got more tired when he had to walk through the streets of Tangier buying his leather.

As he took his jacket out of the pouch, thinking to give it to someone in the street, the two stones fell to the floor. Urim and Thummim.

Turn right at Spring Street.

You are at the corner of Fourth Avenue and Spring Street.

Take a left at Pike Street.

It's in front of you on the corner of Pike Street and Post Avenue.

A movie theater? Sure. There's one on First Street. It's called Hollywood Theater.

Yes. See, there's one across the street.

The address is 348 Main Street. lt's across from the park.

He runs across Zaza's garden and down the street.

In order to address the traffic problems, the pavements on the comer of Carberry and Thomas Street will be widened.

This will help to reduce the speed of vehicles entering Thomas Street.

We think it's very important to separate the local residential streets from the main road. So the roadway at the entry to Thomas Street from Days Road will be painted red.

A keep clear sign will be erected at the junction of Evelyn Street and Hill Street, to enable traffic to exit at all times.

Something we're planning to do to help control the flow of traffic in the area is to install traffic lights half way down Hill Street where it crosses Days Road.

and an artist will incorporate that story into paintings on the wall of a building on the other side of Hill Street from the supermarket.

And finally, we've agreed to build a new children's playground which will be at the other end of Hill Street close to the intersection with Carberry Street.

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Walking down another street, Underneath the red lights, I am watching where the shadows fall,

The cafes are all deserted, the streets are wet again,

When I walk around all of the streets

Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own ,

Then we sallied forth into the streets arm in arm, continuing the topics of the day, or roaming far and wide until a late hour, seeking, amid the wild lights and shadows of the populous city, that infinity of mental excitement which quiet observation can afford.

We were strolling one night down a long dirty street in the vicinity of the Palais Royal.

The man who ran up against you as we entered the street it may have been fifteen minutes ago.

The larger links of the chain run thus Chantilly, Orion, Dr. Nichols, Epicurus, Stereotomy, the street stones, the fruiterer.

As we crossed into this street, a fruiterer, with a large basket upon his head, brushing quickly past us, thrust you upon a pile of paving stones collected at a spot where the causeway is undergoing repair.

He then bowed and departed. Did not see any person in the street at the time. It is a bye street very lonely.

Before going in we walked up the street, turned down an alley,

Through those of the front room no one could have escaped without notice from the crowd in the street.

Upon sight of it, the Ourang Outang sprang at once through the door of the chamber, down the stairs, and thence, through a window, unfortunately open, into the street.

The streets were profoundly quiet, as it was nearly three o'clock in the morning.

In the cold and the darkness, a poor little girl, with bare head and naked feet, roamed through the streets.

and the poor little creature had lost them in running across the street to avoid two carriages that were rolling along at a terrible rate.

Now, whether it was the goblin who did it, or the draught, is not known, but the window flew open, and out fell the tin soldier, heels over head, from the third story, into the street below.

The emperor marched in the procession under the beautiful canopy, and all who saw him in the street and out of the windows exclaimed

When she wanted to dance to the right, the shoes would dance to the left, and when Bhe wanted to dance up the room, the shoes danced back again, down the steps, into the street, and out of the city gate.

Hides! hides! who'll buy any hides? he cried through the streets.

Here they remained, and the angel hovered over a small, narrow street, in which lay a large heap of straw, ashes, and sweepings from the houses of people who had removed.

withered and forgotten, till at length cast out among the sweepings into the street, on the day of the lodgersremoval.

They all joined in the chorus of praise, both great and small, the good, happy child, and the poor field flower, that once lay withered and cast away on a heap of rubbish in a narrow, dark street.

One day a couple of street boys lay grubbing in the gutter,

When we step off the metro or onto a crowded city street