Sentences with phrase «walking down the street behind»

Even if you are walking down the street behind a group of people that you don't really know, tag along behind so that it appears that you are part of the group.

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She ignored it and said that as she headed towards her apartment, a man came up behind her, gently unclasped her earrings from her ears, and put his arm around her to keep her under his control as he walked her down the street.

Investments: Wealthfront has some heavy hitters behind its investment strategy, including Chief Investment Officer Burton Malkiel, senior economist at Princeton University and author of «A Random Walk Down Wall Street,» an investing classic.

Oh, and last night, when I walked the dog, there were snowflakes swirling around my head as I marched down the street in the dark anxious to return home to the pot of soup I left behind simmering on the stove.

As you stroll down the street, and those who walk behind you invariably avert their eyes to your feet, they will lock onto the unmistakable Vans tags on the backs of your heels and they'll know you mean business.

So now when you see me confidently walking down the street with my shiny, smooth and silky hair bouncing behind me, you'll know my secret — Pantene Pro-V Daily Moisture Renewal Shampoo.

Steaming down the street like a race walking olympic champion, eager to unladen my shopping, I sensed someone quickly approaching me from behind.

Driving the Liquid Copper QX30 Sport down Gaffey Street in San Pedro was like walking on a fashion show runway, and the presence of a young woman behind the wheel certainly added even more flavor to the vehicle's appeal.

Fern, alone, hid behind a big mail box and watched the nun walk to the curb, glancing up and down the street as if lost.

Also, if you are interested in the math / stats behind the above advice «A Random Walk Down Wall Street» is a light read and a good place to start.

I was simply amazed as I watched an older gentleman as he was slowing walking down the street in a wet overcoat that was glistening under the streetlights as the smoke from the cigarette he was smoking wafted up into the air behind him as he continued on his way.

The artist - curator who runs the confusingly - named art space Sydney in Sydney, Australia, was all exuberant, youthful energy as he breathlessly explained the concepts and motivations behind his networked, organic, entangled practice, while walking down Oxford Street towards his studio.