«Around here it's not every safe to
walk up the streets,» one kid said.
I walked up the street toward the Hotel Catalonia Reina Victoria, Rilke's stomping grounds.
I was home from Florida one weekend and me and my boys were
walking up a street.
, get these different factors advertised so people know you exist who might not be
walking up your street.
-LSB-...] This morning I found
myself walking up the street, wearing my baby, when she woke up.
I loved
walking up the street.
So, we bundled up and
walked up the street to try Green Street Meats.
We're a group of Aspiring Authors
walking up the streets, alleys, and sidewalks toward publication.
That journey was inspired by a much shorter trip:
a walk up the street to our village's tiny post office, where I received an unexpected letter.
Our first
walks up the street to meet Logan were very special, particularly because he is such a personable kind of horse.
Noosa National Park is a 15 minute
walk up the street
Don't be afraid to haggle and if the fare is unreasonable,
walk up the street a little and try another.
Bob Ambrogi: Yeah, there are a lot of breweries here, it seems like
you walk up the street and every other block there's a brewery.
We're a group of Aspiring Authors
walking up the streets, alleys, and sidewalks toward publication.
Not exact matches
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.
You wouldn't
walk up to a stranger on the
street and immediately try to sell your product or service to them, and you shouldn't do that in your content, either.
«You can now
walk up to people on the
street and say that.
Masciovecchio, who was born in the nearby village of Paganica, says he has lost all hope of ever returning to his former home and speaks bitterly as he
walks around the boarded
up houses and debris in the narrow
streets where he used to live.
Make things so clear that anyone
walking in off the
street could pick
up the file and read it and understand.
And if she meets a prospective customer at a bar, she can
walk down the
street to Kinko's and personalize her best follow -
up letter on NetDocuments in minutes.
I
walked out of the lower level where the sporting goods were,
up the stairway to the
street, carrying a golf bag and golf clubs, and the club was stolen and so were the bags.
You may remember me writing about
walking past someone on the
street who is looking
up, and without thought, or knowledge as to why, many of us will simply follow suit.
Since the day Cintrifuse set
up shop on 6th
Street (we're now in Union Hall), 400 venture capitalists have
walked through our doors.
Over at Pine Trails Park, down the
street from Marjory Stoneman Douglas High, a group of mothers of children too young to
walk out spent the day signing
up new voters with representatives from the League of Women Voters and getting anyone interested to sign various petitions.
Fast forward about 5 hours later, I wrap
up work for the day, grab my stuff,
walk down the stairs, and exit the doors to the
street.
How do you know you aren't going to the hot spot because you brushed
up against a woman on her period while
walking down the
street?
If they showed
up in black hats, braids, with pre-torn toilet paper for the sabbath, & insisting that women sit at the back of the bus &
walk on the other side of the
street you'd have the same reaction to them as you have to the other groups.
(# 1) when Jesus wimpily «cried out with a loud voice, and gave
up his spirit» and then zombies
walked the
streets.
So the thing is, when you see someone say they don't want the bible, christianity or any theology pushed down their throats, it's not only because of the constant annoyance of dealing with people
walking up to my door, people on the side of the
street, coworkers, etc..
He's
walking down the
street with his old mother, and a couple of neighborhood knuckleheads
walk up calmly, push her into the
street and spit on her.
Then I'd
up and
walk across the
street to our townhouse across from the tennis courts on 198th Avenue, and I'd whisper in my mama's ear: «Mama?
Around our
streets some people really go to town, so to speak and decorate the outside of their homes with reindeers, father Christmas, snowmen, icicles, stars, trains etc, my wife and I
walk round to admire these and all the various Christmas trees all lit
up in peoples homes.
Joe Skinner rarely looked
up when he was
walking in L.A. Nobody on these
streets needed directions or knew where any stars lived.
I grew
up in country where these religious buildings existed and people were free to practice their religions.In addition, I loved to see on Saturday the Jewish people all dressed
up and
walking in the
street, and every morning I crossed the priest riding on his bike to head to his church.
And we'd end
up sitting on a curb in the parking lot by the light of a
street lamp, listening to night cicadas or cars going by, and we would talk about how no one had ever, could ever, have been in love like we were in love, and we would kiss until we were dizzy before
walking back to the dorms, just in time for curfew.
But seeing pictures that remind us of the imago Dei that each of us bear, however broken, can at least begin to break down the hardness of heart that often causes us to speed
up our steps when we
walk past someone like Alan on the
street.
Another blind man
walked up beside the first and said, «Help across the
street?»
That young redbud tree delicately budding in my front yard in early spring, that golden haze in which the rolling hills close to my home are bathed on a summer morning, that lovely pond on my
walk home from work out of whose rushes a red - winged blackbird almost invariably flies
up as I pass by in early autumn, that winter belt of trees across the
street transformed by an ice storm into a glittering fairyland — all those beauties of which nature is so achingly and serendipitously full are likewise my modest sources of healing and renewal.
You have some atheists who proselytize directly - I found this to be particularly true when I lived in Tempe, and had strangers
walk right
up to me in a restaurant or the
street to inform me how I'm subhuman, less intelligent, or naive for no other reason than I was wearing a cross necklace or pendant.
And then, when I thought about my life after school, about how writers must live, how a writer must create, the places where writers go, I thought of New York City
walk -
ups, of Montreal cobblestones and the longed - for perfecting of my French accent, I thought of London flats, of Paris lofts, I thought of big cities, and crowded
streets, old architecture, late nights, I thought of moving back east.
My friend, Sam Riviera, often
walks around where the homeless are and picks
up trash along the
street.
In the West Brighton section of Staten Island, small groups of people
walk across the
street from the project buildings into the parking lot of New Hope Community Church, where they dodge basketballs whizzing by before congregating in a beautifully renovated building that was a staging area for an underground pit bull fighting ring
up until a few years ago.
Because every night he
walked up and down the
street, waving his Bible in the air and shouting his version of the Gospel through a bullhorn.
Every time somebody speeds
up to keep you from
walking across the
street in front of their car or makes a racist comment in the grocery store, we would lift
up our shirts and show them the undershirts.
Just as freedom demands that I should be able to
walk down the
street and not need to fear somebody
walking up to me, pulling a gun on me, and shooting me, so too freedom demands that I should be able to live in community with people of different races, beliefs, etc without having to fear discrimination.
Comedy star Rob Brydon said: «One of the great pleasures of my life was to
walk down the
street with Ronnie Corbett and witness... wonderful faces which would light
up with joy when they saw him.»
I
walked about half a block when my peripheral vision, trained to do so from living in the inner - city for 10 months, picked
up on a group of guys
walking quietly behind me on the opposite side of the
street.
We are already exposed to temptation, the moment we pick
up our smartphones, or open a laptop, or turn on a television, or
walk in a store that sells this material, or drive down a
street where it and many other temptations abound.
I was also beaten by random girls for no reason, put into a dumpster, tied
up in an abandoned rv by some sick teens who thought that was funny, almost raped by a man while
walking down the
street at the age of 17 but because I screamed he only made me jack him off (at knife point), almost raped at a friend of a friend's house when we just dropped in for a minute, was impovershed growing
up, even to the point where we didn't have power in the middle of winter, had to sleep all in the same bed to stay warm and used our pantry as a refrigerator, lived (and I mean LIVED) with roaches for years no matter where we moved to, was a child during the time when we had our own civil rights movement here and went through a few horrible experiences at the time.
Ardelle was one of those people who you see
walking down the
street... she see's you, and she would immediately speed
up to come greet you with a hug.